Lyrics:
muthafuckin hands up
Gotta hear my cock close your eyes I'm finna dump
Coming out the register with all that green and cheddar cheese
To bad you seen me nigga
about
Fuck a price, at the register, just ring it out
Never worry about me and mines cause we bring
em out
Make sure you living everything you niggas
Walk in the store with a gun yeah
Walk in the store with a gun
Point at the man with the register
I don't care if he's young or old
I'm gonna shoot
'Cause I'm mentally rearrangin' his face
I need a change of pace
'Cause the pace I'm workin' at's dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger,
'Cause I'm mentally rearrangin' his face
I need a change of pace
'Cause the pace I'm workin' at's dangerous
There's nowhere to dump this anger,
IN THE DUMP
(VERSE1)
I was born damaged as a mufucka, cranium examinated,
Momma must've fumbled, thoughts sicker than a cancer patient,
the whole pie, I won't be denied Nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before somebody catches ya
escapin'
I want the whole pie, I won't be denied Nathan
Maybe I need my head inside straightened
Brain contemplatin', clean out the register
Dip before
phone
Got me stressed out
Can't be around you I don't feel like I can rest now
Gotta stay alert these drugs they never register
Done took too much now I
(HARRY registers total despair.)
Tell me what to say. Please.
HARRY
Offer me fourteen.
BRIAN
I'll give you fourteen.
HARRY
(to onlookers) He's
on the named sunkist
Nigga can't dump this, nigga gotta bump this
Just get the twist, the shit you can't miss
While you smokin' on the joint
Wit' a fat bitch
garbage candy
Land is where I dump at
Slide forward the world on tilt
Aged to greek I destroy what I built
Let me say it this way if you don't
Understand I
to dump
Release so much rage in such a short space
I'll put your face in your cornflakes
Mob-style you gave them Goma power, your
Honey want it, nigga, hold
South Carolina in the back got my Geechies with me
Let it register bitch I’m going straight for the kill,I’m a hustler hungry for a meal and a mill
See
and point the barrel to his head
I said to empty the register quickly
Or I'm gon' shoot you dead
Without hesitation he dumps the money on the counter
The gun wont cock it's jammed
My plan is a sham I cant stop now you don't understand
In shock from the pain can't register my hands
Take me back to days
[Ras Kass]
Strike three, hehe
It's-just-thug-men-tal-i-ty, nigga..
Ha, YEAHHH, ha, yeah-YEAHHH, uh-uhh, uhh..
Ras Kass register Richter with
hands
Since a nigga spiked the punch
Bill pondarosa to ya' bitch
Sponsor taking a dump
Give you a ocular patdown
I'm knowing this ain't what you want
I'll pop you like a register
Behind every computer
Is my competitor
This a'int foreign
Its just something that you never saw
This that home grown
Im bout
my caliber, make sure it register
Bring forth your head and stuff, don't want to huff, puff
Or cuss, get stuffed in little bags, like angel dust
Check
the gunk on
Rather than looking lady like
I takes the dump on their
Marble playthings and platinum haircuts
Knock myself out before I gas the air duct
With
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