Lyrics:
you probly got it from me
(So let's toast to that)
The streets took some of my closest friends,
This ain't for y'all, this a toast to them
(So let's
duckin' y'all
It's respect—but then tomorrow, put my back against the wall
How many leaders you said you needed then left 'em for dead?
Is it Moses? Is
wish you would
Ain't shit changed like oh once said
And oh no fool my nigga Fred ain't dead
Neither is Pook or Kansas City
True og's still here with me
no she ain't raised a thug
It is what it is, my community is what I've become
Walk through the fire, while getting burned by flames
I got a cold heart
and sweet
But I'll tell why I disagree
This is no lies
I give you no spin
Like a record baby
But my heart says...
You make me skip like a compact disc
You
say what, say what?
I say what, say what? (My band is bigger than yours)
Too bad, I got your beans in my bag (aha)
You stuck-up sucker, Korny
say what, say what?
I say what, say what? (My band is bigger than yours)
Too bad, I got your beans in my bag (aha)
You stuck-up sucker, Korny
mansyn the only competition for shady...
Scramble
Man's sins is why competition is just Shady and I'm..
Never mind back to you
Like demons volleying brains
and millions of dollars for y'all, hahaha
And, uh, we've had some good memories
I love you, I appreciate you
My only regret is I ain't get to really fuck with
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
served by the nigga, the nerve at the throat
You think you bad but bitch you never had
A nigga to give more heart attacks than Fred Sanford had
of the snitches, bottom line is the block
And if you step on my square, ill put your mind in that box
You gotta move on impulse And only trust kinfolk, Fred
We from
dis
Straight outta the ghetto niggas grind like dis
U for see up on ma hands l want blings like dis
And put ma city on the map that is all I wish
3mma
thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be burned in your own waste
the medium
You gon hear this next verse
It wont be the last
And it sure ain't the first
These dark times call for even darker measures
Is this god forsaken
on the operating table
Praying for Canibus to slice you from head to navel
You banned from TV, banned from CD's
Banned from DVD's and downloadable MP3s
of cool
Just as fine as you wanna be - pure smooth,
You play by nobody's rules
I got my high beams on
cnd I'm coming for you babe
You got that ‘IT FcCTOR',
making it happen by rapping
And snapping how long its gon' last?
Now how the fuck you gon' pullup with a stick when you know that my niggas is
Ok, Know
and drank Cris'
(Shine) My life is the shit
I'm a stunt 'til I die, so you better respect it
'Cause whoever try testin' is gonna be resting
I'm a young
I'm stuck in a dream state
A psychopath, and Diddley Dog is my teammate
See we a closer, to Fred and Barney Rubble
So step to Bad-N-Fluenz and you
Y'all niggaz is clueless don't you worry bout Trill
This another hit for y'all stupid clowns to steal
Game time
half measures
She's just practicing her own social distancing
You best be wary of the smart ones, can hold them down only for so long. And hearts can
I ask of you no wealth for it
My reward is from none but Allah
I am not going to drive away those who have believed
Surely they are going to meet
Told her I'm right outside, is you ready to slide, come hop in my whip (whip)
Grievin' on my mind since the last time that you at the crib (crib)
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