Lyrics:
in my closet
Got it from my grandad
Don’t know where he copped it
I got some money and some gum in my pocket
I’m really a loser all I do is work
My
to the are double R what
Send mad cowards on they way to Allah
E-v-e, Double R What
First lady, I just point, they squeeze
Ryde or Die, double R what
Nellie
And pray it don't go to a chain or my belly
My brain will inflate go insane like R Kelly
Whatever they want you know that I'm selling
I know some
A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5
you know that we soldiers, had a nigga in the closet
Tie a nigga up, prepare for the coffin' (dead man, huh)
Have you ever seen a nigga shakin'
It's been a long time coming
Days, days are turning to nights now
They said, they said I'd be OK
But when I hear those church bells ringing
I
watchin' Urkel
It's five o clock, nigga you bouts to loose your knees
It's snaps boys who be totin' them 2-23's
Or watch me ball on the heat back in '83
on
Actually I get hummed on
Hoes tongues be on my dong dong
??? long, head at night, head in the morn
Lunatic, five strong, king kong's are writin' songs
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
And tell the truth I ain't the one he tryna mess with
So keep it on the down low or whatever you call it
Before the greater sex will have me trapped in
into black and it's all over
Behold the final chapter in a saga
Tryna recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle
Twice, the magic that started it all
and I see your hands shaking
Cookie in the oven cause that boy gon' get to baking
You be on some other shit
I ain't really fuck with it
R. Kelly on these
and felt
In the main, what we do (O leave undone) in the course of our everyday lives
Is viewed as insignificant
Unless or until we are thrown into
(yeah)
And you can tell by the way I dress, Louis V my garments (Louis V my garments)
So much fly shit I can take you shoppin' in my closet (closet
pray on our knees, and these are the precious
things we bring to the world; dont cry,
dont u go asking "why?" dont u go by and dont u ride
by my side,
got pets me too mines are dead
Doggy fox minks gators that's necessary
Accessories my closet's pet cemetery
I get approached by animal activists
I
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin' graves is where the Snoops lyin'
y'all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two see's
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin' graves is where the Snoops lyin'
y'all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two see's
Man, I felt like an idiot
A couple weeks later playing Kelly’s Olympian
Put my 40 minutes in and then I’m chillin with my friends
And then I see you
public it's nothing
I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet to get back at me
Trapped and I'm lacking sleep
Fact is you're
and right? Make sure you ask your friends
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
Do you believe in me? Are you deceiving me?
Could I let you down easily,
and shells in the lambskin
Two deep by Pelle Pelle
Westside how they felly fell
More G's on me, than a late 80's Gucci leather
Worn by the great Rakim
be getting another chapter or Five very soon by invisible
Demand
I am humbled and honored by the response
I have been commissioned by a friend
I wrote and recorded this entire album by myself
Within 2 weeks on a 20 cent mic in my closet
With every malfunction you can think of to be honest
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