Lyrics:
Have you ever heard a thug cry
You see the look deep in my eye
Looking to the lord I'm asking why
I feel that you ain't by my side
Have you ever
Fuck sneak dissing in the circle
I'm wit the homie we both need
To smell like purple I'm chilling
And It's no commercials I let you
Know now my whole
it out for me
To bow before grace
By strength and fate
I see the rue staring back at me
With deep despair
His bold compare
What say yea
The man you
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
Venoms
With international plugs like nine Organized emblems
Get it? Twenty Thousand Leagues, extra deep
Runnin' with the number thirteen with my 40
bag just to get fly
26's got me sitting high
Purple got me looking High
Niggas out here barely getting by
Headed to the top getting by
Bad b****
I was born botanical
The soul of an animal
Deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots
No need for mechanical
I come strictly organical
When I need
niggas
Who the fuck said we friends mayday!
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I leave I'mma take some more niggas
Am allergic to them broke niggas
yeah that Kior purple plum runts in
I've being properly preparing to prevent a poor performance I've been properly preparing to prevent a poor
Stacks fat like Buffy ass
I'll beat your ass like a bass drum
Nasty nigga like bitter gum
You got cage, you're an animal
Cannibal like Hannibal
I send
and threaten
Cause with this pen man I swear I'm never coming second
Still digging deep down and doing some reflection
Talkin bout voting but look who be running
drums on a 40 I can't (ahhh)
Twin drums on a 40, I can't aim it, it got wide hips
When I'm ridin' in the city, know I keep a 50
Got the drink
Treasure chest stash, the guest house attached
Forty acres and a mule with the sawed off gat
Fuck the media hype, I'm into Stereotype
Name ya price, then let
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
go my way
I go my way
sun shining throw the shades
Solo cups and purple wonder how I'm moving
Codeine dreaming type of shit that I'm inducing
Solo cups
on a nigga and give him stain
Sippin on prince smokin purple rain
When you speak on my name just speak facts
And I know you know better
I go deep in the pussy
I was born botanical
The soul of an animal
Deep beneath the layers, I sink my roots
No need for mechanical
I come strictly organical
When I need
Of a purple heart compartment
Marched a burgundy carpet alarmed and far
To parched to bark it
Lil' Abner, a real firecracker
Grows to throw 'bows with vehicular
choke
Laura over Myra’s
Purple Urkel smoke
Verse 2
Listen here
As I appear
In smoking mirrors
It’s crystal clear
Your potency
Like ecstasy
Deep
mythology
The words of the prophecy
The prodigy see deep inside your mind like psycology
Taught to be verbal passing purple in the circle like we pass a word
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