Lyrics:
woah)
Can't believe the shit I'm seeing, I'm like no
Damn
These kids are dying man, they're only nine years old (damn)
Fuck amendment number two, that
life
Have you ever noticed
Moon spots? I can count five
Silence is broken by nefarious sirens
Another old patient, he is so frightened
There is still no
the Red bottom
Order the number 9's
You should of seem me when I got them
I was in my house (in my house)
Dancin' in the mirror
Straight thinkin' bout
Starchin down the scene
I'm comin down sippin on that drank the codeine
[Verse 9: Key-C]
Damn, chillin with my old school crew
That's how we do, wearing
Starchin down the scene
I'm comin down sippin on that drank the codeine
[Verse 9: Key-C]
Damn, chillin with my old school crew
That's how we do, wearing
get messy
That's a Number Nine brand jeans on me
No I ain't rockin' no Guess
I'm not ridin' off this wave
Yeah I just gotta do my best
I get so high all
that?
A brand-new concept:
Pop-up pictures
What about the book?
What about the book?
Did you give the publisher the book?
Yes
Good
snappers, speaker slappers
The wickeder rapper the dapper rapper's when I flap my trapper
Got that ass gassed by Amoco, you know you ain't man to go
Let's tie a brand new bow around the same old thing
Now here it is
Look here
Now bend down and blow
Out your candles
What's that?
Go on, I'm
I'll ever know
She's the only mum I'll ever know
Let me tell you 'bout me dear old mum
And the ten of us – or was it down to nine then
I remember how me
cliental in the fuckin' street
He said for three g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I felt
We meet by the old
passage we go open a black gate (Just go through the back gate)
Huh could it be and old lady reading a bible in bed watching TV
By the back door
Into
up or get light up by a nine nine
Brother grew up in project housing, rats around him
Niggas selling bricks and flip it to a thousand
12 gon slide wit
traffic autobiographic
Ethnic cleansing benzing lacing
Culture oscars inch by inch Deans and Costners
Who foster my rhythmic memories
Collectible sacks
around
Pick it up like engine number nine
It's mine, homey, Tech, what's good?
And it ain't hard to tell how I rep my hood
You a beast like me, rep
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
number is area code
Nine oh nine, zero, eighty-
Gimme a call, man
We getting ready to step out to the Fox Hills Mall right now, but uh
It's Monday
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
As I ride ol' number nine.
[Chorus]
When I die please bury me deep
Down at the end of Bleecker street
So I can hear ol' number nine
As she goes
turned the peoples out
You can feel the tension building here
As an unprecedented number of people have turned out
For what may be the "Trial
got it I took it
Bet it all on 5 9 like Royce
Won't bend won't break I'm keeping my poise
Niggas turn rat by choice
Get me innat room n imma lose my
I’ve been this man
Open up a page of my business plan
See how we gon’ build these brands
Sometimes I get a little lonely
Working at home
Sitting in this
been
JJ, FP 1-9-9-3
M-O-V-I-E's, T.V and CD
Me and Jeff brand new on the radio
Step on the scene and the crowd scream
(There they go)
What? a star? thats
four,
Shout out to that nigga,
Yea
He touching all his goals,
I made a couple figures,
I’m tryna get sum more,
This brand is getting bigger,
I
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