Lyrics:
when you had me them franks
If I double scale it I charge it again
Baggin n rappin it's all In in the game
Vision impaired, Helen Keller
Can't see these
to San Tropez
Or somewhere close to that
All cause I heard Jay say
It in a fuckin' rap now make that ass clap
I know this ain't that type of song
But I get
Pretty motherfucka like hello
Arm hangin' out da driver side window
Trynna get this pretty motherfucka
To the crib-o
Pull up in that new thang all mellow
(News Lady)
Good news Hip Hoppers
The big alert has been called off
It turns out that the early reports were wrong ALL wrong
Now to our special report around the world
Many nations face corruption in the US
Police often tell themselves a story about
America being
'Cause, baby, I don't need it
Take your TV tube and eat it
And all that phony stuff on sports and all the unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that
'Cause, baby, I don't need it
Take your TV tube and eat it
And all that phony stuff on sports and all the unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that
'Cause, baby, I don't need it
Take your TV tube and eat it
And all that phony stuff on sports and all the unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years,
What we left him to.
Six big policemen answered the call,
All white, and no child in them.
They put the driver up against his car
And beat the hell
And feds are running through the door shouting
"We have reports of an argument with a woman"
There's blood all over the floor and it's splattered onto
When all the lassy ladies put up a fight
To all the scum bags with impaired sight
Should've just went out for coffee and pie
I don't touch
I just watch
and report that
Main reason 'cause your pastor said you can't abort that
Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that
All that cocaine
If you wanna get high
If you wanna get low
If you wanna know all they talmbout
Take a look at your right
Take a look at your wrong
Give them equal
through all right
Only one C on my report card. I was doin' all right
I was just doin' all fine in 7th and 8th grade
Ain't had a screwed-up mind
dare
Getting high so much to share
She overdosed now I'm in
Prayer It's three am I don't care
All dressed in hospital wear
As she struggles for some air
heave and hoe
And them I'm leaving bro. (Bro)
The Dirty South's finest!
And Dirty South's behind us!
Now that's a plus on the report card, not
Uh, yo
While y'all was whooping Rico and looking up cheat codes
I was scheming on c-notes
Trying to get moms in the Bahamas
Seem like the drama came
on sports
'N all THOSE unconfirmed reports
You know I watched that rotten box
Until my head began to hurt
From checkin' out the way
The newsmen say
Driver, slowly step out of the vehicle
Passenger, keep your hands up high
You don't have a right to remain silent
Anything I write in this report
Driver, slowly step out of the vehicle
Passenger, keep your hands up high
You don't have a right to remain silent
Anything I write in this report
past they last
Expectations they were my puppeteer
Control me and then steer
Still sometimes in the driver seat
Willfully I'm impaired
Instincts follow
a journey
Even Dora can't explore it
I need it all don't short it
The whole game got a shortage
Stephen A can't report it
The dream feeling so important
Ice Cream Wars
The news reports a gruesome slaughter in the morning
Tawdry rags report the morbid facts, poured in your coffee
Gory details
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