Lyrics:
I come from a town named after a rock
A house with open windows and a two-car garage
We would go to sleep and leave the doors unlocked
And so I never
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
some dumplin' but leave out the bean
Me na go to restaurant sit down and eat three course meal
Me a chat it verbally don't want it signed stampedor
(You're in the mix with DJ KAY)
(KAY killed this shit)
AP this, with an Audemars this
Got an AP froze with the two-tone
Different diamond colors in
to say
Okay
Uh, another day in Coronavirus, hope we never touch like papyrus and a stylus
Old school meets new school, don't want to waste your time
to Lucky's, Ditty Boys, and to Charlie see's
I go to skate in CLC cause it's in a mix
I like drinkin at the Vets ????????
TDF is in this bitch cause we da boys
gettin served on some herb shit
Like Pee Wee Herman, why'all niggaz caught jugglin sperm
And I burn them dickriders serpents times the rounds is German
to checkpoint now I'm past the border
tell my guy alemar to play some more
Fat money cause we in the mix
I got that white girl and that stinky bitch
Better ryders
in limbo
'Cause one loco bro chose to dispose of you
And your skinhead crew
I ain't a house nigga with a twenty-two
I dump a hollow-point slug in
are left in limbo
'Cause one loco bro chose to dispose of you
And your skinhead crew
I ain't a house nigga with a twenty-two
I dump a hollow-point
cause a bad heart condition and
Which I create, cause that's my mission
So listen close, to what we say
Because this type of fag claims to never be gay
distributor
Dem use crack like ? future
? live like we a vulture
?
?
Man a kill man ?
A-mi say oh yes, oh yes, mi don't want none more of that
Woy,
back
Shit I live ten miles away, but I made it fo' seconds flat
I lived in the same building with Mr. Spock and Captain Kirk
Got R2D2 and Mork from
beat your ass while he walks [in locks?]
[Kuniva]
Now we got the whole industry makin fun of you Eric
Where's your house of pain now, there's only one
Sandler was
Fuckin' in the first 50 Dates
That's kind of a low blow I shouldn't
Have made fun of that car crash
That was some hard shit to live through
But
of the weak spot
Cause he want what we got, like yeah
Then forge poetry like a young honory morrissey
Then spit it to the golden locks thots
Who like
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
do
Nobody, no one does it better
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
on the scene
Shego and Gamorra
Need a bad hoe with some green
Turn her to a queen
Time flying by like a road trip blunt
Smoking gas, light up that skunk
So high
and PPD's were too rowdy
Some of them started rollin to the ?dotua? parties
My dance group called the Frat Boys was winnin
The parties was live cause General
of me
And disguises we
Analyze them each
And decide if we
Wanna live in society
With all these people that we call friends
And when the hook is gone it
neglected your feelings and mistreated you by not being kind
Cause I did
Did you look back over the two years we spent together and smile, then laugh when
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