Lyrics:
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Money calling nevermind it's a thot b**** (F*** off my line b****)
tonight I said 'no'
She hopped off my line like 'F you!'
I'm in the kitchen cooking all of this heat
Looking for weed only time they want smoke
Them boy
**k off my line
This s**t is so wicked I'm better than ever
I feel like Lebron
I'm as hot as the weather
Reigning on your parades
I'm as real
you Wanna ride
I'm ridin, off top, my lil niggas a knock off ya block
You don't really want to f*** with this
Best go head with that F******y
Once it
(What's up)
Listen Listen(Okay let's go)
It went like this
Listen(GO)
Ring ring
Hellooo who is this
Blowing up my line(Huh)
Ruining my night
Is this FAE,
F*** it up
F*** it up, F*** it up
What you gotta do now
Is let my beat in
The game we're gonna play now
I might let you win
But gotta follow all of my
cannot f*ck with my rhyme yo flow is on the decline
I'm on a high it’s my turn
Watch out lil B**ch don’t kill my vibe
I’m dat guy I could take weeks off
the design you cannot f*ck w/ my rhyme yo flow is on the decline
I'm on a high it's my turn
Watch out lil B**ch don't kill my vibe
I'm dat guy I could take
got a man?
You a little off, I hope he understands
"I'm sorry we can work it out"
"I'm sorry, you aren't in my plan"
Then again, guess what
wait
Cut my f- brake line, stepped on them f- eight times
Still goin' seventy-three, thank God there's an exit coming up
What the mother U-C-K's wrong
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
F
a fan
Grinding independent f*ck a label
And that lil advance
My dawg in Dallas making plays
Like he Dennis Smith
One phone call
Them shooters coming off
[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt
[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt
[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt
[F] Mash 'em out [D] No doubt
[F] Top of the line, for
Knock Your F**king Block Off!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!
Knock Your F**king Block Off!!!
cnd then record it on our nokia <3
Knock Your F
my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
Ever since Bill Clinton
as a joke
Imma f*** you so hard you'll be starin' into space
Unzip my f***** zipper, place my piss on your face
Waste a whole canister of mace laced with
gettin' high as f***
Stole that line from juicy J
I don't give no f***
My b*** said she need some space so I'm pourin' up
Yea
F*** them feelins and emotions
jackass
Fye on my hip
N it’s extra ammo off in dis backpack
Za Za in a wood
Smell like somebody went n passed gas
Im on the way to riches
And they
camping out under yo house with my Weapon
The faster you come out the faster I blast, a knock ya ass off and take ya stash
Play with Me if you want to, ima
face, no dates, I'm a heavyweight
I ain't even gotta tell my dawgs to keep one in the chamber
Ready to take it off your shoulder, frustration and anger
Digital Underground
There's been rumor's that EPMD
Might come out and play here at Gutfest this year
Other people in the line-up are
Herbie Hancock,
When A F*** N**** Crossin The Line (Do-Doom)
I’m That Young N**** Who Broke Off The Chain
When I Came Up From Nickel N Dimin’ (Yay)
I Wanna Run Wit My
Ah, I live life like a shark, I'ma jaw that n****
Oh, I'm shooting him on the chest like a blouse, lil n****
N****, don't bother my line trippin 'bout
want it you can get it my nigga at all times
I'll bust your f****** head in traffic Respect my mind
Catch you on that wrong line, black 9
Flatline, cut
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