Lyrics:
and start sucking
When organize drop the track and start ducking
When Ludacris get in the bed then start fucking
You wanna be starting somethin
Get out
at
So dope with the raps that you
Feel like you smoked a bag
Every time I approach the track
It's the Nerve and the Chill
And we murder bills like Kim
track with H-A W-K
From the Dead End to the west of Fewquay
Blue on grey is what I'm riding mayn
I'm that Southside type stunner
On these blocks I be
comes
H-H-H-Here it comes
A-A-A-Admit it
Yeah
Running the track, misbehaving
Saving a batch for the last leap
The wave of a flag, the engraving
All of my
a tuba,
dead in the head shells, shed red October,
shed and spread, cock and pop the glock only, I'm with
King Tee and Tha Liks, Alkahol it up like, bitch,
The city of C-H-I is where I'm from
The 3rd motherfucker to drop the bomb on the bomb
And here I come steady breakin bustas off
Up to bat is Da Brat
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I
I need all the loot by the pound
Marijuana prince ever since
Youngin' been meddlin', tell a friend
Momma been tellin' me get a life
Cut like a knife,
solved
By getting robbed
Causin tear drops and closed caskets
On tha glasses
Get beside theyself
And soficate from plastic
Face down on a mattress
sane
N my track I didn't capitalize Your skank ass name
Because respect is earned
Not mutherfuckin given
Eternal lyrics burn
Like the place U'll b
Yeah ha.. we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
??
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin' me
Yeah ha... we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
????
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin'
turn ya books to page 69 and start sucking
When Organized drop the tracks then start ducking
When Ludacris get in the bed start fucking
You wanna be
[dj pooh]
It's the p-double-o-h in the sky
I don't need a cape cause I'm already fly
Like a skydiver, a nigga got drag
Like a race car driver, plus
Check it out, put me on track twenty five
China White, alright
Ey Venom, you ready homie
Let me hear myself, let me hear myself
Murder by numbers
'Floccinaucinihilipilification'
Tru dat
(You like it like that)
Are you ready for this?
(Yeh!)
Roger that Houston, all systems five-by-five
'A moment of silence'
Are you going
Berlin Praga nie Warszawa to Wrocław
Four Seven One stolica z dolnego Śląska
Życie nie łatwe trzeba temu sprostać
Lecz są możliwości nawet by zacząć od
The family who be dropping the bombs, leaving 'em stunned
Rocking steady for jelly, like Nelly we're number one
[Dougie D]
Who's stacking shit my nigga,
We over these nine to fives
We over just scrapping by
Tired of living at tha bottom
It's time to get to this music
Dreaming of swimming infinites
my time to hit ya'll with a new style of|Rhyme, This is Hip Rock, it can't be stopped.|Bomb tha System, Straight to the top||Remember Ice Ice Baby,
side
Had to do a walk-by
Walked up on then popped him up
Watched that fuckin'' clown die
Bitch, don't try to play me
Or you'll push up daisies
Baby
no Thots
Drawing the line I'm connecting the dots
If anyone cross it I'm taking the shot
[H
Yeah I'm getting there, Step by step by step by step by
to relight ya lime
It's a crime when I drop bomb lines designed
To tick, tick, boom blow your mind
Yeah me, M-E-T, H, the O, the D
Can't be done, like
Back in the days, this shit worked quite right
It was the music that got me by, music touch my soul
Music from the ghetto
Ain't nobody tell me how
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