Lyrics:
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
What's up with that, man?"
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Motherfuckers tweek, gotta tweek while ya tweek
Golley guy's rhythm, 'cause me on mic, my on meek
Get off me,
[Violent J:]
Hound Dogez mutha'fucker
Get off my nizos
Get off my nutz
Get off my bitch!
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Shit Mutha'fuckin hound doggz,
after bitch, city after city
And I still treat'em shitty
Tell it to ya face yo, no lie
Everyday I live my life like the world 'bout to die
(Shaggy 2
almost got inside But J called, he found em! (J’s Chorus) Shaggy yo.. Them cock suckers tried to kill you! Dumping hot slugs through your home. What
I got shot with a buck shot, shot me down
But you know you can't paint a frown on a clown
Sewer gutter blood runs through my system
Death stopped by
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Let me see ya throat thing there buddy, I'ma chop it
See the idea is to make you die (Stop it)
I don't know why but your heart
Something has woke my a thump on my roof, it was followed by crashing, more thumping ensued
I jumped out of my bed thinking I'd been invaded, heard
YOUR MELON HIT THY FLOOR AND ROLL AWAY
[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
How can I stop myself from murdering your neck, Methadone and Prozac only keep me in check,
pon him lap
That's why me ah seh Gaza until mi breathe stop
Da album 'ya due from 2009
So VP cyaan' vex if me talk mi mind
Me woulda reach further
mon émission, suis-je le nouveau Nagui? (Nagui)
Le mégot, dans les chiottes il est aquí
J'ai dit "c'est pas moi" comme si j'étais Shaggy (pas moi)
I am a suburban homeboy with a suburban 'ho right by my side
I am a suburban homeboy and I say yo dog to my pool cleaning guy
I hope I'm baggy
Sean Paul
Like Shaggy, Red Rat, and General V
Cheats from the Lost Boys, my folks degree
Sizzler, Mr. Vegas
Lucky, D. Goofy, and Real T
Jamaican like
the ass, bitch slapped some
Grade School High School bitch slap went nuts
I remember gettin' baptized by the Reverend
Bitch slapped the Bible out of his
This is how you disappear
Out between midnight,
Called up under valleys
Of torches and stars.
Foot, knee, shaggy belly, face
Famous hind
intercepted
By my radio, telling me to leave or I'd regret it
I got the fuck out quicker than jailbirds
Who got an early release, a credit
For having some time
that shit slow
I'm disgraceful and hateful
Spreading evil like wings of an angel
The second coming of a saved soul
And I got problems by the payload
I
Stick by the pole like a mf stripper
Strip strip strip strip
Peso
I fucked that bitch up in my nike slippers
Scored a 15 and i call it back ripper
Stick
seule idée c'est de vivre ma vie, boy
J'vis l'hiver, que pour les billets verts, que pour la familia
Marius, Amas, Shaggy, tu connais ton chicos
Tu
cendres
J'resterais loin devant comme 2Pac ou Biggie
Comme Bob Marley a enculé l'reggae
Demande à Ziggy c'est pas du Shaggy
J'baise tout dans l'émission de
didn't make the Forbes list last year (hey)
Made a mil' off my dog like Shaggy (million)
Blew up fast out the trenches (phew)
Call me 21 Savage (savage)
Your like I know right
So why not begin
This whole life we go by
It's go time again
So why not begin
It's go time again
Your like I know right
So why
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]
Last of a dyin breed, soil of the Earth
Policed and been hated by the Church since birth
Bent and forgotten was the Prophet in
the second flood
Of the Butterfly
Bitches know I'm bound to fly
Touch the wings
Let the birdies sing
Hear them testify by any means
We gonna see some
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