Lyrics:
nothing, leave them
Bare skeng talk, I can't believe them
The red and white R6 I'll leave them
Ed Hardy glasses I can't see them
So why you talking like you
)
Sittin' in from st. paul (we're the s-t-e-e-l-e-s) (l) (s)
Cutie pie on vocals (jam) (m)
And by way of queens (master t) (p) (l) (s)
Hey, u ain't supposed 2
plotting on my future like the Jetsons
On my Jay-Z sh*t, on to the next one
I'd probably cheat on Bey, if I had a Bey
But all I ever see are chicks showing
While I'm plotting on my future like the Jetsons , on my Jay-Z sh*t, on to the next one
I'd probably cheat on Bey, if I had a Bey
But all I ever see are
Muscles tearing
And internal b-l-e-e-d-i-n-g
Now i got l-i-m-p
Striving to b-e
The next p-i-m-p
You see i can be
Narcissistic
Pessimistic
And obsessive
With
barbara Ann
Ba ba ba ba barbara Ann (Barbara Ann)
Ba ba barbara Ann
I wanna hold your hand i wanna hold your
R E S P E C T find out what it means to me
R
I'm Living
You sure you're straight? I'm Living
Now turn it up? I'm Living
E C i'm Living
P E i'm Living
Where you at? Where you at?
My vision’s
[Prince Poetry]
Capital P-to-the-are-to-the, I-to-the-N-to-the-see-to
the-E-to-the-P-to-the-O-to-the-E.. TRY harder, don't bother
Prince Poetry,
like she for add beff?
c beggar has no choice
c mumu has no voice
If life dey squeeze am sef e no fit to make any better noise
Mhmm you make I kai
or revered
All I want are these C-notes
C-notes
C-notes by the layer
You know I'm gettin' my pay up
C-notes
C-notes yeauh, C-notes yeauh
C-notes by the layer
in the R-IB
But I'll kill the beat like RIP
There's no need for the NHS
Taking the P, WTF?
These lost people need a GPS
I'll stay true, No BS this
-N
I ain't a B-O-Y, I'm an M-A-N
You dun know I'm a P-R-O
Your CEO is my F-A-M
When shit hit's the F-A-N
I walk by, no transit V-A-N
Don't care if you're
I've tried to stay safe by keepin?bustas in
Their place. I'm known as the f-l-
c5
Slash be-o-n-e from the see-l-e-v-e-l-a-n-d. come on and follow me,
Imma young OG
I get the pacc from A to B
COD is what I need
It's NHO around me
No Hand Out is what it means
So come correct, you want some P's
I get
orange juice?
My friend and I are looking for a fat rich guy
Over there in the V.I.P?
Thanks alright
Chale Kubolor b like e dey der
The V.I.P inside?
Yeh
before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p
Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast
with it Dade County my ho!
[Dre]
Unhh
From the def to see's back to Opa-Locka
D-are-E, 'nuff Miami shoot up off ya block
Went solo on that ass, but
small
Na nigga
My children still small
R I P to the dead Easy E, Biggie small
Look anyone still here ain't small
Dream big don't ever dream small
Help
'id to support my people
Despite there being p'rts of me I c'nʼt divorce from evil
Seems so e'sy for some to stress 'nd keep st'ble
Inside the kind of ' world not
Nigga but you didn’t execute
Survivals my only hope success
Is the best revenge
He always there by my side
Ben Franklins my only friend
The hundreds
the whole damn isle is callin me
P-A-N-T-Y-R-A-I-D-E-R mad raw I don't cry
Meaning no one can burn or toss and turn me
Ooh I be the super sperm
Chim chimmeny
came before me? Melle Mel, Ice T
King T, KRS and the homie Chuck D
P.E, DMC, nigga know your history
If Cube ain't top 3, then you's a bitch to me
nicht über den Besten, das geht nicht, nein
G-E-W-I-N-N-E-R
Glaubst du nicht, also K-O-M-M, sieh her
Denn V-E-R-S-U-C-H-E-N
Es mir gleich zu tun,
J'vais rapper du feu jusqu'à mon trépas
Dans Bizarre City, R.E.P Népal
Tu veux que j'enchaîne ? Je fais ça sans gêne
Putain, les gens gênent, j'en tue une
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