Lyrics:
gutter
That's Memphis, Tenn.
Where they take yo change
When yo blood drain
In tha middle of tha street like a oil spill
No tall tales my life real
That's
baby
Oh, Ice ice baby
Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Memphis on the scene just in case you didn't know it
This is my town that created all
face, illuminati in yo brain
Pull a Gotti, let it spray
Or pull the Throttle til it breaks
I been working so fucking hard (Ah yeah)
Break of dawn, drop
takin nomo L's
If it all fails, back to the Digital scale
100 bowls Issa trap meet
If it goes down
My big Meech
I'm in the yo with my CRIP
Throwin up B's
the lot in a Lam
Busting down purp by the Gram
Brrrr Dun Dun Dum Dum
Run up drill ‘em with the Drum
She suck my dick while she Hum
My bust down Rollie
body
Call me Irv Gotti
'Cos I only write my songs in Murder Inc
Since I am a beat killer and a scene stealer
This verse can flip the top to the bottom in
I'm so bananas, guns come wit bananas
I put this bullet on yo head like a bandana
You know I can't stand ya, naw, never had manners
Rap is da only place
[ intro: fat joe ]
Yeah yeah
Terror squad what-what
Cuban link what-what
'99, baby
[ verse 1: cuban link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party
Plus
niggaz in and out the P now
Yo, I could do this mother shit for a while
I don't give a fuck, my rap style be true, yo
Yo, eh yo, yo, yo, how we do this
niggaz in and out the P now
Yo, I could do this mother shit for a while
I don't give a fuck, my rap style be true, yo
Yo, eh yo, yo, yo, how we do this
Heavily rooted!
King in my spirit
Royalty is influenced!
If you see LA
Know we in that bitch
Brewing!
Bear with me
And just soak it in
Like
connected like a plug in a Socket How you say you pimping but Your bitches stay
Out of pocket? Yo, dick'll makes Ciara give you her goody
You ain't in
love to scam glock go bam bam
Turkey better than ham yeah i know im right
Dont really like to fight id rather shoot, if i see u walkin ima steal yo shoes
dealin' with you kinda makes me wonder
Exactly where yeah does my time go (and no, no)
I can't believe the things that you be doin' for me
Knowin' in yo
to divide and conquer in the church as well
Yo, don’t vote for Obama just because he’s black
Cast your votes for a leader with his thoughts intact
Don’t get
birds
I'd rather get in touch with
Nerds like Mark Zuckerberg
A lot of us deserve the truth
And not the fuck shit
Intimidation stop innovation, Elon Musk
cherish and nourish every single breath
When there's no one left, I'ma carry your footprints
Step by step, walkin' through the, twentieth
Century, eyes
folks leave me lone
Sliding by lonely best believe I'm ready
Don't gangsta S*** we know you scary
I'm making them mad I know winning
Stab me in the back
shawty pull up
Pull up Rain coat with lingerie under
When I'm in yo city bitch I make it rain Thunder
I Got NYC love but we keep it on the under
True love
demons in tha mirror
Wicked as fuck feeling like a Murder & Killa
Witness I'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran
NOW GIVE UP YO THANGS MISTA, before
one was making noise ain't it a breech of
Trust look in the gutter, unh, never judge yo book by its cover
Word to the muthafucka I, I didn't studder
Ill Leet, ah
Yuh, yuh, yuh (XCAINE got beats)
Pushing in that big body Jeep, riding
Never see 'em walkin' 'round the street
Niggas hiding
Five star
by struggle
It's so hard being humble
Gotta keep a small huddle
Step on necks like a puddle
In the end, that's what it comes to
Fuck they feelings, I'm
Yo Bro, Pompano is in So Flo
Walkin' its beach you'll see gals who show mo'
Here my buds and me are with trunks down to the knee
There goes another
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