Lyrics:
hold 'em is what they told em
And poda-be motor yodeling sick-and ain't gettin over it
Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown
[01:08.85] Look at your dreams looking detached (uh)
[01:10.86] I look at you back, come take a mean look at the facts
[01:13.94] That ain’t nobody coming how
[Chorus: 2x]
Game still recognize game
caught up for a minute
but I still in it for the change
and it's a shame
And everybody thought of slack
clan name)
Rholihlahla rholihlahla rholihlahla
Want mandelaz x4
Chasing guala want mandelaz
Makin boss moves just to get by
Give them godly verses
and the Lord taketh away
Please Lord Jesus I wish you'd taketh away Sister Mary's wig
Oh you disrespectin the House of God with that thing on
It don't even look
Come on lady
Let's be friends
I'm where the night don't stop
The love don't end
You're at the midnight room
Across that bower
Drinking by yourself
Yeah, yeah, let's go
Quit judging others, man
Quit judging others and recognize the demon inside
Stop this shiite genocide
Every day I am fighting
this fucking strap nigga
Make you take a nap nigga, I heard you got a gap nigga
Bitch stop making all them disses if you know that you can't rap nigga
[Yukmouth]
I live the life of a hoodlum
Take ten paces, turn around and shoot 'em
Concrete Budda
We threw 'em in the creak to loose 'em
Streets
oblivion, missing the clues
Fooled by this white washed tradition
Refrain from these chains in your mind
Take a little time just to recognize
You're stuck in
hold 'em is what they told em
And poda-be motor yodeling sick-and ain't gettin over it
Sick at the lip and watch 'em clown, look at 'em clown, clown
You better recognize a gangster right here in your face
And I got way worse so when I jumped up out the cage
I'm fiending for a victim so you better
given to you right now
Ain't no games getting played
You know who this be nigga
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin
Better yet relax, I got this
It's
Valentino looks very much alive
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by
Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi
'Cause he's liable to turn and bite
it takes
How to handle this lady, yeah own it
Baby believe me this won't ever stop
I can make this look easy, got this on lock
Yeah, that's me right
and guilty, dastardly, mastery
My felony melody has to be a bastards masterpiece
Stop graftin me, chump-ass niggaz eyein me, temp me
I'll break it
you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to play fly in here (I'm not tryna play fly)
Yo, I can tell you're fly by the weave that you wear (weave?)
you make in two weeks
Look, you don't have to play fly in here (I'm not tryna play fly)
Yo, I can tell you're fly by the weave that you wear (weave?)
better blue tennis shoes tidy, with our body
As I fall into the Mack 10 listenin party
Got greeted by some niggas who I never knew
Cold thing
to dedicate this to PE, I like to dedicate this to BDP
I like to dedicate this to the X-Clan, I like to dedicate this to Heavy D
Kiss my mother bye 'fore I
Make way with the Tommy gun
Why can't y'all recognize that we all came from sacrifice?
Why can't y'all recognize that we all came from sacrifice?
Ten
This is a Hitman production
What? What? What? What? What?
What? What? What? What? What? What?
(NBA Stunna, bitch)
You better recognize a gangster
froze? I know you feel the guilt hugging with hate. Stop putting o a show.
This aint home. i don't recognize you. I don't walk beside you. I will not
Recognize a pimp
Next thing I know, I'm tellin' lies again
Sellin' dreams to hoes from everything I know
Grab the microphone then I spit these flows
I came in
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