Lyrics:
Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time, I'ma hit your ass with a touch
To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back,
will smash to pieces
Or should I say demo, the mass that reaches
You better take a bufferin' with sufferin' from
The wrath of the style that
the bed head
Who is it? (Fred) Who?
Who the fuck is Fred, I stood by the door
By that time someone jumped in the window
Now what the fuck was I do?
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
in my demo
Fuck how they talkin', we poppin' this shit right now, yeah, huh, huh
Uh, I'm off the za and the Wock', can't feel myself, oh, yeah, yeah
YO, is in this to win this
A brand new LP SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS
No jokin, I'm gettin paid fully
You want to buy the cassette, stop by Sam Goody
like Schoolly D
He from, Parkside 52 part of a live crew
Old heads told'em Ahki don't do what I do
But you know this little nigga ain't gone listen
When
in this shit?
Remind me again why we in this shit?
Remind me again why the Grammy's
Could suck my dick?
Remind me who's the original superfly
And I got
a journey into Tragedy's past
When I was one adopted by Michael Chapman
This was years before I started rappin
My father held a scholarship for a year
But
to take now
They try to copy me they not original damn
Oh my God I'm the man
My time and my season yeah
I move like the waves I never die when I crash
Turn
this medicine's counterfeit
I was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah)
Checked in at the Royal Garden
surviving
Feel selfish when I make this shit personal
But I can't deny, I'm created from original
Original blood, yeah the original mud
Original railroad,
complacent
Let's retrace this
Chilling with my homies at a Citgo sippin four-oh's
Got pilly's oh really grab my phone
Crush em up right there let's hide by
know him, but he don't know me
Her body make me happy, but I don't even own it
This the original side n**** song
I up inside my feelings for a next n****
Weight on me like the clock of Flava Flav
By the end of this song I dug a grave
To bury these bitter succubus'
I'm a man on a mission
A galactic decision
gift to this earth
And that ain't no surprise
But in the meantime, I'll be with a bad little vibe
Who always drips too hard every time that she rides
to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a silvia-treated me cold
Time flew cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen-now it's about the time to set my
know times will get hard
I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord
Or ride by the lord
Abide by the lord
Abide by the lord
You bout to get it from
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
the
Cadence to speak up
And leave no diploma like
Bossing the squares
Killing the lames
Stick em' outside
With the vulture bitch
This that new T.y
Demo vibes
ticking time bomb
Mass hysteria is what we get now
It's so easy to live we forgot how
Nothing is original
Nothing is original
We're used to getting walked
a thousand times
The original angel leads us back to the light
Movements in sync
The scars show us our destiny
The original angel leads us to the afterlife
you can do
I do it times ten
Me and myself
It's me and me again
I'm the only one
I'm my only competition
Tell me who you know
Sounding different with
Discuss these this time original demo by starsailor Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In