Lyrics:
See me rolling
Windows smoking
Smell that weed
You know that's me
Came up in the game
Cashing checks til I R.I.P
What it for
Five up for the P
That's
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
to P.O.D
Psalms of David these words written by god
Welcome to P.O.D
Psalms of David, these words written by God
Welcome to P.O.D
Psalms of David, these
called, Edutainer
You'll find the law of balance on the two turntables
So look out for the FRESH Edutainer label
[KRS-One]
Biddi-by-by, by
burning the booth
Lyrics like spells man i'm cursing the yutes
Check out the clothing and purchase the tunes
But don't be chatting shit you don't personally
out might let her sit on yo face
Up in the kitchen I'm cookin up bread fuck the bacon and eggs
I dont pay hitters I personally come for yo head quote
and an end to a present position
No petty predicting
I'm already betting on me, yeah I knew it the day I existed
Just squarin' my P's
Personally, I don't fuck
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
niggas off something gravy
Especially when I get to doin' it by the way, hey
So that nigga told me, that's square
But why ya want to get in on that
in the square
I won't let you run, nah, that ain't fair
So I clear my visions until I can spot him
Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
knocks
Disrespected by snobs,damn near trampled by mobs
Persecuted by squares workin' nine to five jobs
Like a panther I prowl ,like a lion I growl
Learn
iss useless,they'd forget
Look punk,ah don't care what hole you be gettin' sunk
Well good riddance to bad rubbish as you 'bout to drown
Imma personally
navigation if you tryna find heaven!
(haha)
You already know I'm a rare breed (yeah)
Sittin' on a nice amount of acres
And square feet - yeah, see!
Even
The all gold presidential, Ice around the bezel. I call it lucypher, The bright and morning star, L-U-C-Y-P-H-E-R.
They couldn’t accept me as God so they
This life that I live
It's really not easy
I wanna stack gwop
I don't wanna catch feelings
I have to make bands, I have to make P
All these bad
Shame
On you squares who fightin' ova pussy that ain't really there's
I stay prepared
I can't just have one cause it's too close to none
Exactly why a G
Chasin the green
No matter the fiend
Weed to the lean
C to d
No music please
It confuse the P's
They weak in they knees
To Abuse they needs
They come
in the square
I won't let you run, nah, that ain't fair
So I clear my visions until I can spot him
Snatch him by the neck and say "Hmmm I got him"
the charge
Going hard will get you two shots now I'm facing the charge
Fire up the la let's go take a ride
They might catch you by surprise if you let 'em
Check this out now I'm Tha R E C
Steppin' out into the streets of I P one three
Some won't recognize but some will do
Bow down to me when I come
signed and passed out by P.N. It’s your turn now
Ma know I ain’t a kid nomo no toys I play with bands now
I’m tryna see my fans with they hands out, no
is my bars dangerous
Nout Like yours bro who are you shaking
Too long I was bothered by haters
They only wish they could have my status
Baking off with
on vacation
Do a new AP on, hoppin' out that spaceship, yeah
Got a new thot, cause my old one impatient
Tossin' a few squares in a rental car from Avis
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
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