Lyrics:
Light up my spliff
Then I kick it like Liu Kang
Flipping the script like my name Major Payne
Kick it with your bitch and she diggin my brains
Kick it
baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know
This is your brain
This is drugs
This this this is drugs
This is your brain
Brain brain
This is your brain this is your brain
This is your brain this
that’s smarter than you brain
Enjoy the ride of ecstasy that whips us through the game
Now crazy’s what I call it when you only scheme or plan
When your
Gotta live by the code never trust these hoes get you some money go buy you a house lil nigga before you go buy some gold getchu some bread go take
a sucker talk shit, I had to get retarded
Paranoid as fuck so my life changed
Went to school, kid, now I'm selling cocaine
I'm like a Porshe moving fast in
What's on your mind
What's on your brain
What's on your mind
What's on your brain
What's on your mind
What's on your brain
What's on your mind
Can i
live
What's ya sign
Got me losing my mind
What you like what you do
Cause I'm losing sleep over you
One call and I'm at your door
Reminiscing over things
getting to K
(decay) like his teeth rotten
But when that heat popping it'll
Have your body over
There And your brains over
Here like you eavesdropping
See
to Treach
KRS to get me through the night
With T La Rock and Mantronix, to Stetsasonic
Remember "Push It" was the bomb shit
Nuttin' like the old school
"What
Making decisions
If I run from from the cops I could cause a collision
Ay and then I would be in juvenile detention
I'm kind of like like raven I can see
My name is Adonis you know this
I'm flowing like Gods
What is that right on my side
It's a blade that is ready to kill
Take my own life for the fuck
time
Maybe if I tried
But that's a sharp line to cross
Fate played me good
It's like playing some chess with a cheat
Hate how I stood
Right by watching
were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight
Now is you insane is your brain intact
We be official when it comes to this no B.S. rap
Here comes the lyrical,
were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight
Now is you insane is your brain intact
We be official when it comes to this no B.S. rap
Here comes the lyrical,
were tight like the Q-Tip in the fight
Now is you insane is your brain intact
We be official when it comes to this no B.S. rap
Here comes
these females here
I won’t get into details here
So tell me ma
What’s good now?
Tell me ma
What’s good now?
See I’m...
Back in this bitch like it’s my ex
like that nigga?
What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga?
Cause in the projects, ain't no love
Niggaz will split yo wig cause they
open into a beach
With a fever flushing your cheeks measured at one hundred and four degrees
When does the brain seize? At a hundred and six, turned
mad mad
I'm about to sing Love songs
That's what I'm good at
I'ma come like santa with the big bag
Then get juvenile like look at her over there that's
to shake
Kickin' shit like a nigga Messi
Got to get the fetti
Late night telly
Catch another op he sweet like some jelly
We walk up his brain in the air
amp,
Fuckin' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains blown out,
Cuz that's what livin' all up the project is all about
somebody else will get, hung by the gaffler
Niggas roll down the ave. 'cuz I'm the neighborhood amp
Fuckin' around with the Juvenile and you get your brains
Uh huh
Is you the right one
Oh oh
I got yo nigga wanna be with
Cause I treat him like a king
He ain't never in the street
I show him how to be with
.jpg/237px-Juvenile(rapper).jpg "Juvenile")
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