Lyrics:
to be a G
I bled for the game did it
All for the letter B
The big homie gave me the name jay rock
This ain't no rap gimmick
It's a real life story
and a MC scooped me up
Aiiyo, I got the ? I usually does
Young Gotti in the back seat fucked up cous'
Man it's ashame how my gang-gang-bang
No disrespect
rhymes in your face
I'm outright, outstanding, outrageous, I'm smoking
Never play on the mic, no jivin', no joking
Not a double-talker, so I don't
a hurst
Another hot verse, I'll never get worse
Never dance with the devil but the technique's immortal
Lyrics make you feel like you're travelling through
saturate your state
That will elevate your hate
To elaborate i'm great
To adjetate is fate
That what you conversate is dense as fate law
As we forecast no
freestyle to open and unlock it
I like to write out all my words
Different techniques help you access the real verbs
Looking for the valve to turn
technique
Like Sheesh
Ride quickly
And bust in
No one word
Discussion
Bang on their heads
No concussion
Ready the drum clip
Not talking percussion
Jay put dem
Goin' off the hook like Latrell Spreewell
I've got the ill technique so you know me fe well
We be kickin bass all up in your face
And when it comes
Yeah
Too many hardcore mothafuckas out here in this business
Ain't gettin their proper loot
You know what I'm sayin?
(Right)
Check the technique
by, you been hit by, a smooth criminal
First things first I'ma light the exotic, using my hand to explore and massage it
I'm not in no rush, you can
the same lame fame
You've obtained, you ought to be detained
By the hip-hop sheriff, locked up, no possibility
Of getting out because the shit you make is
Holy smoke but no incense great pretenders and
I see through pretense please rememberin’
Eye see-through intended the air benderin’
Final tribulation
Trendy Wendy's you know what I mean
Hangin' around with girl who's rolling up her jeans
She watches her street crack 'cause she's no dummy
Through
That's when they fall cause they met my balls
Right after I played ball
No wash-up, no nothin'. hear what I say y'all?
O.k. y'all. ask aj y'all
I'll turn
just to study my technique
I make the best darn waffles this world has ever seen
I'm the Waffle King (Waffle King)... yeah
Waffle King (Waffle King)
hoping I wouldn't speak
Abuse is an evil technique
Overcome by bounds and leaps
Before the strength I was weak
Analysed by an ill critique
Unaware of my
technique is hard to beat
But the earth can absorb water
Eeny-miny-moe
Got so many flows
I'm a different dude when I pick and choose and I'm better by
trained, and by that I mean I was trained
By vocal coach, Ed Classically
Who actually, "Classic-alley" is another pronunciation
He works out of his
bugged, bugged
Too many bad players always steppin' to me
Yes, no, can, drop, like my name is Zee
I'm bugged, bugged, bugged
I'm bugged, bugged, bugged,
don't give no fucks, put her dentures on the dresser then I dress her up
Fuck your sister, fuck your auntie, fuck your cousin, yeah
Yeah, you can fuck my
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
out[00:40.94]Feel depressed cuz i havent died[00:42.28]You cannot commit theres no suicide[00:43.81]Anger has been unleashed[00:45.22]On a killing spree cause
My granny always said go get that bag by any means
What really get you high is a different type of green
Yea, You know what I mean
So I'm steady
just stack funds yours is insufficient
That's why you mad huh?
Ever since I got a deal niggas hate me hard
So I keep a steel got no time to spar
Got no
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