Lyrics:
short temper to cool out
Yeah sometimes I need woosah, time to get paid by the goo-ghaas
My office on top of that rooftop, for my mama Myra Anderson
Tell
to run
West Coast messiah, best known for fire,
Throw up your sets loc, the chronic smoke retired,
no more low riders and golden spokes on tires?
[Speaking through a microphone]
"Good morning students and faculty, If I could have your attention please. As you may, or may not know, Principal
hovered around my faculty
office impatiently
as I waited for my documents
to be duly stamped
and signed by
the admin officer.
I still had other
of our love affair
I exercise all options, and I know I'll see you there
BA-BA-BA etc. etc.
L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back
L-O-V-E
of our love affair
I exercise all options, and I know I'll see you there
BA-BA-BA etc. etc.
L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back
L-O-V-E
Dealing with the wreckage of my past
Not dying, no not dying
Now that I have died I have to taste for life
Or the affairs of the living
Only for love
of our love affair
I exercise all options, and I know I'll see you there
BA-BA-BA etc. etc.
L-O-V-E love, it's coming back, it's coming back
L-O-V-E
the case speak
White sheets all on your block, who callin' the shots
We hit that man first then his faculty drop
I went, 2Pac on 'em, showed 'em what I had
In that case, you might want to
Start digging for that diploma now
Before it starts to compost
Would the teacher's pet please report to
The nurse for
hateful families, dead as casualties...
No strangers, I hire all my cousins as my faculty
Ninjah Star Society, we ride cabs for free
Making moves, like
truth
I won't hold you
You ain't on my hip/no babying
I won't hold you
I'll tell the whole truth
Pillage ain't no time for chillin
Killing and stealing
for a job
Cuz' I'm really a full-time rapper now
Keep a Gucci snake around my waist
Cuz' I got slimes around
Ima' wipe his nose
Just in case
My blood
and fuck me on the balcony, baby, she on the way
She say, I'm coming over happily, baby
Work it for me like you a part of my faculty, baby
I treat that apple
dropping on ya noggin
I'll run a blunt object from ya coccyx to ya epiglottis, cause ya to vomit
I have a low regard for the highest office
Some set a low
an office, not the arts
As for Miss Christine Daaé
No doubt she'll do her best
It's true, her voice is good
She knows, though
Should she wish to excel
This is for them crews
This is for them twos
This is for them back and forth
Of course its for them duals
Fight
West side story red and blues
wake up from my sleep
Knowing I need to pray
I get down on my knees
And humble myself
Asking my God for some help
Knowing I had to expel
All of that
eminem heard fifty
But im from the west coast so i did it all for long beach city yo
Rippin em up here we go ever since an embryo
Been a killer with
Its not a game but niggas playin
They all fucked up
We in the cut umbrellas in the trunk
For lead showers
Cause it rain around this bitch every hour
baby pictures
lovin' me
using my old clothes for currency
words against me
blasphemy
see it has to be
ask me
my faculty will
a mac in my pants
And i'm known to make waves
It's immaculate man
I be trapping japan
I'm on the faculty for cleaning up
The cap in the
Rap industry
It's
counting them pretty lil hunnits but I’m trynna grow up my net for I pass away
I wanna move out the gutter and step in my office convert all the gangster
and ever
Forever endeavor forever endeavor
Oooo
Get the flick rolling like Chris Nolan
Prestige with the big open
At box office like big explosions
Memento
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