Lyrics:
retreated
(Tell me the cause of the fame!)
S&P, next question
Lemme see, it says here that you're going by, um... Elias?
Did you want to make a statement
the park turn there he goes.
Number 13, 16, 17, green car, blue car,
The first car by the turn will be number 10.
Here he comes down the straight-away
try and discover
a new way to get you
face down in the gutter
i can't look at the stars
but as i taste this old mud here
i can sense that you are
not
there's a lot of tings we can’t agree on
You got a big tune, put me on
I’m on a showerman ting, what's he on?
Come to your house in a Ford Orion
Draw for
[Intro Master P]
What's up niggas and bitches.
It's the motherfuckin' kisarme.
It's No Limit, Master P.
I'm a introduce y'all
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditioning
And you can't see b- the hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blaring the system in your
been two years, you're sitting in the same spot
Chilling in the same blocks
Me and you are different
You talk about beef
While I plan your route home
the F-B-I.
I-R-S can kiss my ass too.
C-P-D, F-C-C, y'all niggas better quit trippin' 'fore a nigga come blast you.
I'll blast you.
Hit 'em up like Pac
My Ireland, you are the river rush
Always fluid in flux in need of a little hush
My Ireland is talking to itself
But so busy listening to Joe
It's
"Been there, done that"
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went
Want a deal? Study these five chapters
Lesson one, throw demos as hard as you
"Been there, done that"
Shit, Dre stuck me in a suitcase when he went
Want a deal? Study these five chapters
Lesson one, throw demos as hard as you
the road, my G
Kill him in seven ways, lemon haze how I smoke a G
Name can get you out the beef, pissed if you owe me P's
Them boys try and piss take, boy,
Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the method muthafucka
With the guns blazing?
You trail, my god, its amazing.
Where your punk at?
my bars you can cross my T's you can dot my I's
But you won't ever find one word that I stole from my R.E teacher
So I don't like bieber
Yeah I like
you
Mufuckas going thru the mud with you (Free KJ)
R.I.P my nigga Devin (R.I.P Devin)
R.I.P my mufuckin nigga Zeke man (R.I.P Zeke)
This shit don't stop
the world was more than 100 pounds,
Cheap flights, cheap flights, we should have gone by sea,
There's no such fecking thing as a fecking flight for 50p
rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely
I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer
I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?
Then tell me am I
and reckless
I said, "I'm sorry, mum, I never meant to hurt you"
Then I went and cleaned out my closet like Em' did
Live by the gun, die by the gun (die by
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had
of the man who point the blame
Still a P-O, P-I,M-P, we be P-A,P-E-R...chase
Chorus:
Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase
Paperchase, I'm
Life on your Knees
What? You and I've been deceived
There's only one Life and it's Life on your Knees
Are you happy living Life on your Knees? What?
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