Lyrics:
the countdown Zack, yeah
Keep goin' man, keep goin', you ready?
One, fun
Two, you
Three, me
Four, more
Five, no jive
Six, no tricks
Seven, we in heaven
pusher
You a busta, a custerma
I get you some cooka
Yeah, crack is a chemist
I pack an eleven
I mack in a seven
I'll clap at your reverend
I see you
to (Who runs this?)
All my powerful women working nine to five
Two, three jobs just to survive
All my powerful women
No man at home
Raising all
ain't with my bro, then I'm by myself Chilling
Smoking on dope give me a good feelin' how I posed to be a man I ig you turn me into a Villain
She got me
gettin.
Verse Two:
Nature's medication in my system
Man-made products got my attention.
Another drug ballad; fill my palate
With a salad
like cooked crack
House full of roaches, hoes coming back
I heard you was the man back in 14
You 32 but bitter like you 64
You thought you more like
irriating sounds.
Like the boys in the back of my head, but I'm immune.
To the confined, but dragulous tune.
Night grave man made ?
Childs of the night sendin
hustling I’m hustling get getting it off
And 1 take 2 make 3 hot sauce
Hut 1 hut 3 Hail Mary
We go
Go long
Touch down
In zone
Super bowl now we on
I be
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
Mary-Jane, puff and then elevate
Grab a puff adder by the neck, I'm a renegade
Be around people who want to be around you
Be around people you want to be
Seven O'Clock in the evening
Watchin' somethin' stupid on TV
I'm zoned out on the sofa
When my wife comes in the room and sees me
And she says "is
got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you can't copy
You can't bite it, you can't forge it
I got bars with more in
as a Christian from a little church
With God's call on my life
A man of faith and power with a challenge to grow
I did what any saint would do in my situation
Giving up? Na!
3rd Verse (Sneak)
They call me Sneak
But I'm the Floss Man
(Floss Man)
Got to go get it
That's all I know man
(Know Man)
You not about
Vape got me buzzing
I'm rockin' with Marni, that nigga more than my cousin
Bro sippin' that Barney, got lines by the dozen
Smokin' this gas got me in
And 30 dollar sacs make sexy hoes moist
Mary Jane and Pam is a cherries main choice
Cause these heffas they like smoking budda by the bay
Well stop talking
1. Naw I can’t lie, girl I’m feeling you
2. really attracted to the real in you
3. I say things and you feel my view
4. There’s no need for no
[Manny Fresh]
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house
habit like Philip Hoffman will probably put me in a coffin
But down the slope in my toboggan
Three day delirium, gettin' weirder than Austin
Now it's
[Kool G Rap]
I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricks
Crib way out in the sticks, they
I don't wanna cry if I lived in a house with nothing left
But if I did, it's not bad, girl
Man, that shit ride heavy, ayy
I know why, R-D, you can
LAND OF GRAY
I read secrets in the hand, from birth to cemetery Blessed like Silent Mary, the mind͛s my secret monastery Dressed in sky clothes, I
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
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