Lyrics:
and round, upside down
Living my life underneath the ground
Round and round, upside down
Living my life underneath the ground
I never had the skills that
It
stoned Scoob? (Raggy! Zoinks!)
No I just want to be alone
Dude!
Am I old school
In a boomer's tool
In a box behind a lock
Passcode stands for fuck!
CDs are
Snapchat face swap
I'm just talking 'bout that Face Wap
The ladies love it when that bass pop
That's why I kick it like it's Neymar
The dudes all rock it
shaking
When I found out the streets took Rom
No drugs coulda, healed the pain, it felt like it would never come to a stop
It felt like it would never come
isn’t you, it's me, oh
Baby can’t you see
Oh I’m not right, I’m not cut out, yeah
Pockets empty, there's no doubt yeah
Your love it don’t come cheap
All
burned by the torch, no tiki
They only wanna see us fail please believe me
Just to dream had to look on TV
Some niggas look towards CD
Then get burned by
the brightest light
Back in the day, it was tapes, wax, and CDs
Now it's TikTok, MP3s, and digital streams
A lot's changed since you first came in the frame
in your face
Fool say your Grace before you touch your plate
It taste like it's laced (mh-mh) but it ain't
This one puff, uncut, no doubt
Everybody
"fuckoff". You can, you can.
When I did the vocal I tried to cover it up by going "Oh no", but in the
Background you still hear it "fuckoff". And it's even
that Hunchback of Notre Dame
Couple years back, white Christmas frosted window panes
Snowed in, tapped in to CD-ROM Windows games
If you ain't fuckin
She said the sex was like no other
Never judge a book by it's cover
'Cause I just leave a couple
Shots in your brother
And make sure I empty the clip in
we about to go
Ain't no need for the gun, I treat you to a slice
When we done, and all minds are one, yo
[Chorus]
I be the Rabbi watched by
involved
They be uptight cuz I'm walking upright look how I evolve word as bond
They talking like my style cd-rom but the same motherfuckers watch the brand
don't mind
Because it's your turn now
All by yourself
Sitting alone
I hope we're still friends
Yeah I hope you don't mind
Because it's your turn now
All
Dangerous!
Friends in High Places!
So much You could get by the Wayside!
Called it By The Pound in the Middle of Traffic!
Money isn't big if none of y'all
Some would think I’m lacking
But I’m only getting started
Never doubt my image
Cause you know I’m all about it
Always pay the service
Cause you know
and phat fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for
Slay, Cory Gunz, Main Street, Lil' Shaq man
That's my circle, try to break it I hurt you
Ain't no gettin' out that, I doubt that
Classic maker, resurrect
Million dollar project
How much can I tell you
How bad would you doubt it
Millions of dollars means millions of options
Surrounded by liars the only
you tend to push it to the limit but
Then when the sin beginnin' you wish you would stay grounded
I went all over the world and I done been through it
shit from Riff Raff
It's mad
I've been swimmin' in these racks
3 tracks, 1 day
I complete that, easy done
You don't know where I'm really from
I'm
this in your CD-ROM
Www dot Canibus dot com
You can find me on the internet talking to chicks
That was sweating me off the Music Makes Me High remix
through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu, and phat fi-darm
Every time i get my spit on, no doubt, i spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track
a butter knife
Oh wait, I take it back, don't wanna cause no strife
Yeah they all my boys but I wish they was my wife
Frisbee ultimo es lo que yo juego
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