Lyrics:
Writer's block
Foreknowledge stuff
Writer's block
On my block I write and jot
Seen a lot, it's really hard to find my thoughts
Times is raw it's
as awesome as 56 coffins and carcasses
All up In the office of bosses
Call em all hogs to abolish the nonsense
Stop this nothin's been as odd as adoption
Only
the bag,
Loaded or Empty Secure the glock, secure the block, Secure the glock, Secure the block.
Loaded or Empty secure the bag,
Loaded or Empty Secure
block, a dirtied smock, an empty place
We gulped and prayed that you would be just fine
November Twenty-Nine
When you were just a bouncing, baby girl
Throwin' money 'cause I can and I love it
From nothin' to somethin'
You know us we the usual suspects
You know the boys on the block wanna take us
last straw
My boss look at me like I was low-low
You know, Office Space type of shit ay
I got my plans now, Mission Apollo
Took me long enough to build
it’s a regular day at the office
I gotta be cautious I’m back raising hell again add to the skeletons sitting in my closet
It made me nauseous to hear it
to tempt me
Lyrics be empty like Alcatraz cell block
Too many MC's rappin causin lyrical gridlock
Lyrical syllables interlock in my voice box
Yet I'm
skrrt off
Pop up on yo block then I skrrt skrrt skrrt off
Empty the whole clip then I skrrt skrrt
When the feds getting thick then I skrrt skrrt
Okay we
on to bigger venues, done with these Jersey Mike's
Name buzzing around the block, Kid Wcked? I heard he nice!
Niño malvado, fuego, rocking show, and destroying
definition of success,
Throwing money cause I can and I love it,
From nothing, to something
You know us we the Usual Suspects,
You no the boys on the block
empty
No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect
Don't call me T, it's a T thing with a G swing
Let my nuts hang down to the flo' main
office
Slice you up and leave yo body a carcass
You are not ballin
This shit aint ballin
Im a god
Im a god
Im a god
Im a god
Im a god
Im a god
Bruh you
Of the street shit to the block
Parental advised
I'm feeling like Muhammad Ali in his prime
Mike Jordan in his heyday
Call me Jeff Gordon in that hard
Top
we still in the lot
Parking lot pimpin got girls down the block
Still got a bucket and a mop
Hoes have no strings attached, family tied by the knot,
(Check)
Found myself on the Block-list
What can I say its my own fault really
(Check)
Too much time in the office
If not that I was burning a beat
bus stop
I watch you struggle, and it gets me red hot
I wander 'round in my empty office block
Big shot
I want the whole lot
And if you like it or not
I
a orphanage, with all the kids
But I stayed up in the offices 'cause they couldn't get me, off a kid
It's sad when a good mother put hard work
Like wash
comes in
I'm sitting on top of the world
Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks
I was talking to a stranger and he's on the rocks
Down
held Captive)
Where's the future the youth have
The one we have (they block upgrades to they Office)
Veni, vidi, vici (too many words and too many lies)
Captive)
Where's the future the youth have
The one we have (they block upgrades to they Office)
Veni, vidi, vici (too many words and too many lies)
We all
blocks
There's pressure until we get the respect you give your pops
Can only name a few rhymer's who had it like dude got it
Make a list, uh, and I'm
comes in
I'm sitting on top of the world
Walking in the shadows of empty office blocks
I was talking to a stranger said he's on the rocks
Down
Once a week I make the drive, two hours east
To check the Austin post office box
And I make the detour through our old neighborhood
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