Lyrics:
the radio doesn't play me
We going war on this one
I have been sending pile of email's
No reply even one
They said rap in your mother tongue
Except man I did
thriller
I'm a fuckin' villain and I'll tell you why
It's cos I let my dark side shine
Hellfire & brimstone
Yeah i'm badder than Al Capone
Maiden, mother
Arenas (hey) Subpoenas(Hey) Houses (Hey) Cars(hey)
Everybody wants to be a roxstar
10,000 Maniacs singing my songs
Got that Widespread Panic cuz we ain't
Arenas (hey) Subpoenas(Hey) Houses (Hey) Cars(hey)
Everybody wants to be a roxstar
10,000 Maniacs singing my songs
Got that Widespread Panic cuz we ain't
it the more with the Holy Ghost
If 2 shall chase 10,000 me and my bruddas are out here, coast to coast
Eeny meeny miny moe
Lord grip the devil by his
that's where my heart wanna be
It's like I'm about to die just to get with you
Feel like you're putting me through World War II
Got my soldier suit and my
And now I'm lightyears ahead of those nightmares (Lord)
I deaded those night terrors when the night clears
And if I talk to Christ, can I bring my mother
And now I'm lightyears ahead of those nightmares (Lord)
I deaded those night terrors when the night clears
And if I talk to Christ, can I bring my mother
So you want a war? You gon' need some fuckin' help
Say you got my back? I bet you got a knife for that
Fake mother fuckers bug me, my fly swatter go
mind (Mind)
Keep my nose to the stone of the daily grind (Grind)
Can't deal with the fact of us just getting by
Felt the flashbacks from my mother's
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
Bust a nut, get some rest"
The next day, my mother said
"I don't know what the fuck's up with this kid
The bastard won't even eat nothing he's fed
He
a pick...pocket
See- I'm a mother-fuckin' maniac I gotta top it
I talk to the bitch ... before I kill 'em
I'm like a psycho like Charles Manson - the blood
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (sheesh)
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (yeah)
Now bow and arrows at cop cars with
the problem I'm just demonic
You like the coldest night I lived all in my life I'm at the bottom
Baby Imma mother fucking misfit
I been by myself I'm going
I put my best foot forward
I keep my family by my side
I sleep with one eye open
I'm for real when I say I got an army
Stand down if you think
study, no, no, no, no
Study, study war no more
I'm going to meet my loving mother down by the riverside
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
What the fuck you young mother fuckers know about that
Don't you be confused I fucking hate the rude
I gotta lotta gratitude with my shitty attitude
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
attack
Get me away from him, he`s a maniac
It`s pure you see, I bring fame
They call me Nigga so much, startin' to think it`s my name
Light skinned
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Like they owned by Edison, I am on my better than
Everybody tip, walk up in the club make
Everybody strip, everybody get...the fuck down
This a brrp,
in my Adam's apple
Somebody dropped me on my head and I'm for sure
That my mother did it but the bitch won't admit it was her
I slit her stomach
all wrong
All I know is
Alright now hey
Get by child
Get these bitches outta my way Get the mother fuckas outta my face
Get these bitches outta my way
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