Lyrics:
[B.G. Knocc Out]
Well it's 95 and I'm back on the scene
Now everybody want to be on a niggas team
I blew up out the clear
kickin flava in your ear
to sink my fuckin' battleship
Turnin' on his flashers callin' up the dogs
Now my Lexus Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs
Snatchin' out my seats,
tucked in by the shops where you bet
Liquor shops drown the sorrow of your new debt
Tar clots and cancer sticks draw closer unu last breath
I-ses unto
am I doin' here
God, what am I doin' here
You say your name is
[spoken]
Hey dude, check it out. I got this tape by some
Friends of mine, called Punk
me
I'm searchin
I'm searchin
For a better me
Strengthened by your energy
I need it Certainly
You got me
You copy
What's next for me?
I need to know
(Chyea)
Hypnotized by the chains
Hypnotized I'm insane
Poof, gone, David Blaine
I do this for the fam like the Corleones
Watch your tone
Cuz soon you'll ask
I'm singing sea shanties with David Koresh
Swallowed by a dark sky it's Leviathon's chest
Where I'm going on this boat? In this never-ending sea
I'm
who knows what to believe.
Start shit with anyone you meet, we’ve got you figured out bitch so take a seat. Alone all by yourself, how does it feel? Cry
felony
Cuz what you keep showing me not what your telling me
You were my dawg not my pedigree we was out in the filed like Craig Bellamy
Attitude blunt
Yo, release what's in me
Besides the Henny, it's eyes that's seen plenty
Fiends get skinny as if Queens was a Craig Jenny
Instead of diet plans,
your hands up, put your hands up
You ever been broke put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up, put 'em up
What ya know 'bout havin no dough,
Rent thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday
Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna trap me
Every night dreamin 'bout livin' life lavish
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
do it however you may
Don't ever listen to what nobody say
Cause I will tell you the deal
You gotta go by what your heart feel
Cause if you don't
you sink a battleship
I'm confused by your list, who are you's to convince
All the mules that I sent? What I miss?
I been gettin' at these coins
do you feel me?
If it's built by design
Is it yours, ours or mine?
Does an-ny body feel me?
You push all the different aside
Until you're alone, not
Aaay let me try a few ideas (flo)
give you that flava to your ears (uh huh)
keep it real chill
give that nature feels
let me show you the appeal
at green lights, I go when I see red
Put that green beam on your head, you finna go
Yup, bitch, you dead
What's a debo to a craig
Fuck that brick, I'm
(get back on Kelis)
Oh yeah Kalis, this is what I want you to do
Get on your knees, face me,
I got a milkshake for you and its tasty
Just like your
it's lies, don't ignore
Give your life to the Messiah, cause you can't by your reward
I told you don't be surprise, it's on the mic and record (that's
They say, "Boys will be boys," man, what a crock of shit
These men, they hold all the cards, it makes me wanna spit
They always fuckin' shit up,
hoping the wind guides your sail
To visit us soon --and toast St David's day
Oh land of mountains, green hills and vales
Of seas that glisten in golden
of those from David's line
The melancholy chords come not by accident
But by the muses in my veins
The muses in my pains
The answer is art
The answer is art
old... Your done washin my brain its old
Tis a new era, and its time for change (What About A)
Different Flava, That'll keep my head on straight (And I
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