Lyrics:
a twister
The setting is a sinister slum where sex ain't sacred
By thirteen she was pro-active and naked
Had a gift to give but she would tend a path not
that I steer
My beliefs are of steel
And you won't make me ill
And you can't tell me none
If you can't make me bail
Fucking pricks, go ahead
Shit
of living with them my parents couldn't afford a wishlist. But it's cool cause hand me downs still fitted. So while you rock Nike gear and North Face ill
close your eyes
You got no drive
You ride on mine
And can't feel
The steer of the wheel
You look back
You fall off track
I know that you will try to find
that cheap
It may become a bad habit
You see a brother with a little bit of dough, you want to grab it
I get approached by a man, sometimes I throw a fit
You can be my freak
You can be my freak
You can be my freak
I'm so consumed by any freaky thing you do
As the night ensues Cassie song it's Me
buy cheap shit
Yeah you got talent but I'm a bad bitch
But now when I see her shorty whole swag switched
I walk right by her like she don't exist
buy cheap shit
Yeah you got talent but I'm a bad bitch
But now when I see her shorty whole swag switched
I walk right by her like she don't exist
right in this moment, but I'll give YoU a scrawled paper
And YoU can go on give me a call later
Why YoU mad cause I got the ball? Haters always in
despiser
You woke the wiser, dealin' with the Roots vocalizer
Up in your flesh from South Philly to West
I stampede your style, I'll compile then bless
We
've been gettin used like a trick
You think you're mighty, but yo, whitey got your head sick
See you were fed thick pieces of swine as a baby
It only
fine
And the only girl that you could take of mine
Is the one that I left way behind
And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is trash.
You
something (I dare you), say something (yeah)
The Lord Chief Rocka, I'm colder than meatlockers
My people keep throwin' it up like cheap vodka
I smack
waiting for you to speak again
Mani man, you drive me crazy tearing up the house
And those days you ran away, snuck out quiet as a mouse
I'll never forget
the spirit of this song
Keep followin the fiddle, it'll never steer you wrong
I've lived a lot of life, so my innocence is blown
I'm headin to La Grange,
Somewhere, outside
There are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive
I make a plan just to get you back to what we're doing
I wanna
When I tell you lately
Seems no one can fade me
It just might drive you crazy
Watching gangsta's walk (gangsta's walk)
[Kurupt]
Gin and juice, hen
taking a backseat to the pain
Need a change I gotta face it if I stay Ill never make it
Peace is lovely when you taste it face your fears and just embrace
hope you know how far I go 'cause I'm va-gee-na crazy
So come and play with me, everyday with me, lay with me
Hey I we....spray the ...?
I'll pay the fee
fine
And the only girl that you could take of mine
Is the one that I left way behind
And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is trash.
You
Yo I can just spit a verse
At you or get personal
These clothes is so cheap
And in the Total Slaughter house you wore
The same outfit the whole week
Mil' on the wax, mil' on the car
Ten mil' on the crib honey grand on the bro
You fuckin' with a boss
When the beast by ten
Lil' trick, you a star, trick
to stop
Let me get my pen out
Vet Loov is how you pronounce
I’m often asked, is it a sin to doubt?
Ain’t no answers to these trick questions
Haters ruck
diamond grillz, poppin' pills, sippin' lean, chasin' green, hearing screams of mothers cryin', while their children dyin' by the drive bys in the city
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