Lyrics:
Release that to the men wey sabi
cll of my guys them be men wey sabi
Run that paddy man wey sabi
cll of my guy them be men wey sabi
Hear that hear
to fix cap
No mismatch, just this batch, a six pack, of diss tracks
The big bag, is a rich gag, for a dishrag, called wig tracks
I'll admit that, I hit
the next batch of unlucky kids to be even more less cared about
Congratulations you are now the proud owner of a certificate that bears your name
And says
I'm (He's) the Oogie Boogie Man!
Well if I'm feelin' antsy, and I've nothing much to do,
I might just put a special batch, of snake and spider stew.
Oh, he's the Oogie Boogie Man
Well if I'm feelin' antsy
And there's nothin' much to do
I might just cook a special batch
Of snake and spider stew
Oh, he's the Oogie Boogie Man
Well if I'm feelin' antsy
And there's nothin' much to do
I might just cook a special batch
Of snake and spider stew
her friends she went to Cambridge
Leave with a different batch of hoes than the bitches that I came with
She get mad I drop her off at Barney's just
my conscience
Sold da last batch so damn fast I ain't even get to chance to smoke it
Whole thang with the scorpion stamp
1 play got a nigga in motion
push-ups
Hundred crunches
Final touches, lemon squeezes, island breezes
Press releases, moving speeches
Multi tasking
Torches passing, strong attractions
your 1st release
Your lease is up at the crib house niggaz get evicted
And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa, nigga you
I gone completely mad?
Am I lookin' at my children's dad?
White picket fence
Marriage certificate
Face I can search for in a crowd
Cute joint bank
and OE
I shoot a slug off of weak
And making sure my shit heat
Save your death certificate receipt ‘cause
Life don’t come cheap
About five thousand G’s
your 1st release
Your lease is up at the crib house niggaz get evicted
And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa, nigga you
breach the box
Embrace your locks
And release
What is meant to be
Is meant for me
Free all my brothers in correctional Cause of bogus confessional nothing
release
Your lease is up at the crib, house niggaz get evicted
And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa, nigga you natural
your 1st release
Your lease is up at the crib house niggaz get evicted
And videos wit white boys talking you get Wicked
Natural Born Killa, nigga you
I'm (He's) the Oogie Boogie Man!
Well if I'm feelin' antsy, and I've nothing much to do,
I might just put a special batch, of snake and spider stew.
a special batch
Of snake and spider stew
And don't ya know the one thing
That would make it work so nice?
A roly-poly Sandy Claws to add a little spice
parachute
Catch waves as they release
Dive deep, slide
Crashing into the next day
Short naps, we don't care bout sleep
We in the air like high high high high
releases
An exit from one place
Is an entrance to another
Right!
Best thing that ever could have
I mean, socks have holes
I mean, roads have
that
Ash that
Save it for later
Feels like some reggie
Called me a bad pack
Picked out a wrong batch
Probably out a bad sack
Hope no floaters
Extract
So hit it where ya fit in and let them rhythm snatch ya.
As I release another Brown batch of Jams that slam
And you can't touch so scram.
I know you
are dry by the time I grab a new batch
I've always lived my life in fear with nothing to lose
But it's time I speak my mind release my inner truth
batch of lies again and again
Like "it's too bad the cops had to that man, but he had a broomstick
And he was asian
And we all know they're all Kung Fu
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