Lyrics:
to figure out where could they get my style from
Aiyyo wait a minute, remember the tape you shopped around a while back?
[Marley] Yo what, wasn't that your
all you mark ass bitches
Now stay your ass behind doors and out of my business
What you sniffing, thinking you could walk up
You best kick rocks or your
Horizon (first verse)
Therapy provides miracles, kept me from jumpin' out a window, the wind blow, my level go from
novice
To expert in a split
But its real when the H-N-I-see
And the are-A double P
Strap with them G-you-N-Z
[Chorus]
My gunz popping, your gunz pop
We could go out shot for
wanna click with you and dick you
From Cape to the Bay Area, bury ya
Flashin' the dick in ya tonsils
Bend you over and fuck you by my studio councils
Niggas always buggin out here spreading like malaria
Talking bout they bars hot but I know they scared of us
They never deliver they ain’t even in my area
myself a bowl of vegetables
Ice cold water and chopped up fruits
Gonna be a long day so I throw on my boots
Stretch out my hut and beyond the sun rises
who judges me by looking me
Youngboy out to make moves
Ever seen a criminal this smooth
Deposit goes in and I groove
I'm bout to get my money right
Smooth criminal feel like Michael Jackson
Before I ever die ima slide with fye
That's like my final action
I feel like mike feel like the king
Up
always Brit Mania
Stay conservative like Antonin Scalia
Stay on my six points how can I not fly like the Union Jack
Hurry Get your flurry licks before we
me
The people love me despite my crimes
Sucka MCs wanna bite my shine
So blingin’ out of control you would vomit
Don’t even touch dough, but my face is
don't)
I stay independent, I don't need a deal (No I don't)
Get out of my way or you can be my meal (Yum, yum)
Every last one, every last one, yeah, every
Yo, Jam Boy Magic, Mr. Fantastic
Masterful mind, the list that I've crafted
Fresh new trick to flip, I'm Dick Dastard
Half smooth criminal
first 8-Ball at 120
Broke it drown and flipped it for 3
Did it a couple times, flipped OZs
From there, I was on my way keys
Got saved by the rap game
Yo it's Mr. Spacely
Ronkay pon this
Me I tell you one time I'mma make you know it's crazy out here
Let's get this shit right now
Bell-Gam Beatz
Ron
on Mr. Welfare
What? Mr. Welfare?
Man they playin high-post with low income
Check this out when y'all go around to the corner
y'all gonna check out
on a mission
I said pick apart the competition, miss me with the dissin', I stay on a mission
We area famous, I've been jumpin' on and off of stages
Keep
like felonies
Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it, my adversaries is
or an ogre, or anything bad like that wot was after you,
I’d rip it apart. With my bare fists, I would.
Mrs. Lovett: [Spoken]
What a sweet child it is.
hustle all the time, go out for cash makin'
Forgive my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
To become a man, we sheddin' tattooed tears
hustle all the time, go out for cash makin'
Forgive my adversaries they don't understand what we go through
To become a man, we sheddin' tattooed tears
proud when I’m out it
Look at your lil' thot ass knowing it all
I'm closing me off. Actually fuck it, open the vault
I’m dead inside like drive-by's so go
Any weather it's all ok
Cause you're right there
By my side
And whatever comes our way
We can fight is as long as we stay
The perfect team
Down for
, see you way out
Before you're laid out, your bright lights start to fade out
The last thing you heard is "Who let the K out?"
No great area
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