Lyrics:
gonna go down?
It's too good now, it's gotta plow
Change the style, I switch it up
Day by day, life's goin' up
My journey's now, it's just begun
I told
And, she's coming home
I got a picture of her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like Conway Twitty's pompadour
the word
You a lone wolf by yourself
But me and my guys, we're a whole damn herd
Lotta people I don't trust keep it minimal
Keep a tight group
Never new
gettin' chicks, I'm already pouncin' that
Goin' through some shit? Lemme know, always around to chat
Fuck a frat, all they personalities flat
I craft
to the mission
To the motive stickin to the plan
Let's get this money
Make it home n sit my
Black behind down
When my God call I treat it the
Plug ringing Nextel
buddy guy
I can feel my aura goin' home alive
Backpack filled with a good time
Seven shots later, it's a good night
Swallow drink while I swallow pride
Take it all or leave it
I feel you
When there's a rough patch, don't eyefuck the parachute
They goin' AWOL the second that the light goes
up
By the end of my last season
They said I was among the best
So I proudly called a girl back home
Hopin' she would be impressed
But her momma
what's goin' on, hoe, roll you up another after that
You goin' home, ho
Kush is my cologne, Kush is my cologne
Kush is my cologne, Kush is my cologne
Kush
This shit can get cold, better get you a sweater Heard that its up, so I keep it beretta
I'm goin' up on a whole nother level hi-tech is cool, but
Insane Clown Posse!
ICP! About to take you way back! Way back that is, to vernor!
Posse, Yeah!
Me and Shaggy 2 Dope
In the home away from home
In
a while
And when I heard the finish product I just looked with a smile
So we finished up the session, I was on my way home
All my friends knew about it
neon
Goin for a ride
Think it's time to go home
Going for a ride
Got the sunset in my eyes
It's so beautiful I can't lie
Leads me to worship the One
That
kinda cried
Now i'm goin up nigga i won't let you see me cry
I won't let you see me cry
Average Friday night smokin pac wit da guys
Sitting in the trap
Yo
This sound like something you can smoke and ride to, Foreign
We goin' on a different kind of ride with a different kind of smoke though
It's
A whole lot of everything, nigga Know what the fuck goin' on, nigga
This 9 shit still in motion, nigga Long Live them guys, nigga
Free them members
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
my cousins.
You know I got 'em by the dozens.
Well, they brought home a bomb and they didn't act calm,
'cause up is where they went.
Ah, but now
casually civilian deaths don't matter at
Home or abroad
So 'tween us and the machines
Who the drones really are?
It ain't a system if one guy could stop it
True story ain't no lieing
A wise man can play a fool but a fool can't play wise
Unless you judge me by my cover so you can't read between my lines
lights, stop at 'em very slow
Playing, "Feel So Good" by Mase
I got three chicks, one in the back
It's never up
Two chicks up in the front with me
They love
not home then I'm late
Promise I'll be home by twelve
And even if the house is empty
I promise I'll bring you Pepsi
I got a lot love for you
Yeah,
home the bitches
I took a hoe to the crib, and yo, bust it
I used my last rubber, knowin I could trust it
But goin up in this bitch, I could barely
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
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