Lyrics:
She throwing back
Shots and ass
Woah
I can't see straight
Nigga where the bag at
Woah
I'm a living legend
You can gon and ask
Yo
It's breadbox bitch
The best of the best
I'm bigger than a breadbox / I’m the cat's pajamas
I do as I please / I trash talk yo’ mama
The fashion that I’m wearin’ / You’ll be
There in the breadbox
Cheese in the mouths of babes is fine with me
Yes I'm on your side
Deal me in and do your preaching
Well won't you carve
The city never lets you go
So you never try
It's bigger than a breadbox
Texas, California
His path was on the parks, running Knik to Pittman
The city
down your bumbleclot dreadlocks!
Ayo Joe! We suffocating with the headlock
Let's fly the kite to his Ma
You leave the key inside the breadbox
I
There in the breadbox
Cheese in the mouths of babes is fine with me
Yes I'm on your side
Deal me in and do your preaching
Well won't you carve
you'll turn, squeeze, ending
It's on like it's never been
It's bleeding well
It's bigger than a breadbox
It can roast my leaky finance
I'll take my seat
there's one rolled in the breadbox
for emergencies
you're running out the back door
right into the trees
finding out the hard way
about the melodies
a detox, vanity fair
I put my bread in the big stocks
You put yo cash in the breadbox, we don't compare
Leavin' that out for the boondocks,
I aint got time
unorthodox yea
Two shots of henny it's on the rocks yea
I'm pitching free dope like the redsox yea
Bitch I got bread no breadbox yea
Only thing I dread is my
this is just a leak
Chrome thirty eight in the breadbox
Seven shots in case I need them
And not because I believe that that's the only path to freedom
gleaning
looking for meaning
caught in its talons
all of it deadly
what did it get me
out of the breadbox
into the head box
caught in its talons
out
Big breadbox nigga and we banging on ya speakers
Ain't no charity my nigga we ain't handing out no features
Bitch don't hand me nothing
You know all
stressing
Got my homies, breadbox oh did I not mention
Pay attention, no pretension, understand comprehension
Money up that's ascension, added up like
a breadbox
Old soul in these Harlem nights
Niggas could've called me Red Fox
Quality
strong demand
Believe your eyes this ain't no prize, this is the Promised Land
From the bastions of our breadbox, to the creatures in our zoos
We are
wiped no tissue
It's scope nigga the coldest code switcher
The pussy practitioner the holy ghost giver
It's breadbox we tight no dreadlocks
Firm grip
Sometimes even the bad guys take it too far
The fbi came to town to break up the family
In Joe DeRosa's breadbox they found a surprise
A taped conversation
stock
Living in a lil’ hole in a box
It felt like a deadlock
He had no breadbox
No one took a knock
Yet, dad took a walk
It became a messy Stalingrand
gonna keep my smiles in the breadbox
Till you get home, then choke them down with water
When you leave me all alone
I'm gonna tell my eyes not to see no
My brother from the sandbox swinging his dreadlocks. Yeah, we had nothing in the breadbox
Hit em out of the field. Bro, know the drill. Like he played
top
Like dreadlocks, synonymous with bread shops, about what go in the breadbox
Before you ever get ya bread hot, if ya deadlocked at bedrock
Then
to the next stop
Less talk, more direct shots to your breadbox
While despots turn the third
Rock into a sweatshop
We need room to breathe
Sustenance for
with chubby girls
My world's a breadbox
I'm a biscuit
To chicken to risk it
I waste the day from judge to judge
My life's sentence at stake, oh
Come make
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