Lyrics:
gon' get it till later
Got no proxy, just live it
Then I give it to paper
Life, finally turned it into a learning experience
Built a series of lyrics
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
try not get nicked no cannon
Like, if I get grip of the snitch its a pattern
Like, all them chatty man you got to live up to your rapping
Stay stacking
want the old Ferg
"Cocaine Castle", "Hood Pope" Ferg
Got a question to ask, do you know Ferg?
Do you know that I come from where the toast burn?
New
motherfuckin' right Pa, uh huh.
[Cappa] That's right, c'mon nigga..
[ODB]That's as far as it goes?
[Ghost] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh
She eatin' dick so she plead the fifth
Yeah, it's Larry Fish, homie he's a myth
You sunk my battleship
I'll be in Nazareth by where Jesus live
And your
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
the news
And i'm not talking about politics not what we gonna do
But i'd like to welcome you to this album I produced,
Welcome to
Dylan, Land, Y
Why it's
Nabbin' up damsels avenues grab at you
Bisshop on the track
I make your fuckin' mind spin
I'm a black Juggalo
It's all about the time in
I'm on a mission,
to kick down them doors
We used to post at the stores
I'm still at the door when it close
You got it we wiping ya nose yeah
He typing I seen him he froze up
got it down to memory
That alone is impressive
Though u leave ya words empty
I can see your intentions
So I take the safety off my weapon
Boy we down in
don't even speak
I guess we got our own life to live
Or is it because we want our own kingdom to rule?
Every now and then I step to the now
For
what's good boo? I know I've got explaining to do
I've got some problems but none of them pertaining to you
It's mostly money, bills, warrants that's
the fun
The cats at Marcy will make you cough up a lung
Wherever you from, represent the hood you live
Well keep it that way, don't come across
're a champion!
Hey, see the websites lyin' tryin' to block my shine
Don't you know you never will stop my grind?
In a drop-top flyin' like I don't got time
and we all got to live
through all that, which is neither possible nor impossible
when your lover ain't around. it makes you want to figure
out
Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning yall
Genius Snoop, genius stuff right there
Oh well, here we are
Got to power through it
I guess it could be worse
Where
[Intro: (Trife Da God) Ghostface Killah]
(Uh what you got here, is your approach)
Your approach gotta more guerilla on 'em
KnowImean? Just to make it
every decision
You part of my circle I promise you winnin'
We're all deservin' of a New Beginnin'
This my time to go and get it right
It's alright to want
got jumped into one
And he revelled and he basked in it
Dodged a couple bullets
No casket stuff
He was blasting shots
Some opps in the dirt
Is really
Since Makaveli died, it's like the Westcoast shit died
But Régime be the realest shit alive
Ride or die
So high am I, Nigga you can't tell from the eyes
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
more day,
If It's what remains, It's what I got here,
Just one more day,
I'll go by the shade, 'till the Sunrise again (2x)
{Verse 3}
Mente tumultuada,
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