Lyrics:
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
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Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
I holla how you doing and she say what's up
Then she went on to tell me that she love my truck
I got my lady at home but what the fuck
Here you go,
know me but ion know who that
N****s been hating I already knew that
8 Hunnid block you know where the crew at
Me and my n****s don't lack
Send two shots
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
the daps
Who? What?
Click clack, drop back, it's a South Side jack
From the 8-7 Lack, with my hustlers in the back
I'm South Side raised yea I'm down by law
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
Hello?
[Missy]
You know who this is bitch, hehe, yeah
[Mo]
Yo, who dis for real, man, hello?
[Missy]
You know who it is
[Chorus 2: Lil'
know who this is b****, heh, yeah
[Mo] Yo, who dis for real, man, hello?
[Missy] You know who it is
[Lil' Mo]
2 - I can't believe you would ever
filled with the blues
Wanna mange on ya Majin Buu, ye
Who do ya love, who do ya love, tell me Noelle
I hope you doing well, because I'm doing well
Who do
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
closure is mine
I used to regret having history with you
But it shaped who I am now i ride out with the crew
Believe me when i say that you broke a part
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
Have you ever worn the mask one-two one-two
M to the A to the S to the K
Put the mask upon the face just to make the next day
Feds be hawkin me
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
there in L.A.
What you really doin' hoe?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why so many questions?
What am I doing?
I talk to myself, when there's no-one
(oh yea) who who
(who you) who who (if you don't recognize).
Who (who) who (oh oh) who who (who) who who.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah you got the crib of ya
(oh yea) who who (who you) who who (if you don't recognize). Who (who) who (oh oh) who who (who) who who.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah you got the crib of ya dreams
buck make space now
The crew and luck we juiced up
So we understand live it up
From city buck gotta get it now
Hey hey I don't play
When it comes
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
bitch! You know I will)
You don't know who you messin' with
(You don't know x2)
Most of them leave with the car doors bent
(Car door oh oh)
Blow out heat
2x]
[Verse 3]
(Who) roll up the bud (Who) saying it loud
(Who) work in the mud (Who) play in the cloud
(Who) live in the stars (Who) loving his style
make me lose it
Got no patience for this mother fucking bullshit
I’m doing magic learning new tricks making moves I’m always rocking with my crew bitch
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