Lyrics:
notice when people notice me
My exterior is the only way they know it's me
I'm full of holes and scars, my skin's marked up
But qualified to light up
noticed, you bitchy-ass, rusty-ass, nigga
Let me tell you this one time
Tony Starks, Raekwon the Chef
Cappachino and Golden Arms
Is comin' through mad
noticed, you bitchy-ass, rusty-ass, nigga
Let me tell you this one time
Tony Starks, Raekwon the Chef
Cappachino and Golden Arms
Is comin' through mad
pretty little gal, Lord that wasn't me
No, I just killed that singin' bird, so Johnny Law let me be
Well I woke up about a half-past ten with a crow
the standard vision
Syernide tommy b in addition, eat MC's like cannibalism
Fiendish means make them stand and listen don't need no one for that recognition I'm
big money shit
Now everybody tryin' to get rich
Now get rich niggas, fuck it
Some rap pioneers, be them crackheads
When they speak, you see
to the club
He coming out with bag in
Hold up let me thank my brother
I wouldn't be here if it wasn’t for these two
They sittin' next to me they had
A mill
Forreal
I can tell you how it feel baby
To come from nothing
To having something
Yeah aye aye
Let me tell yo how it feel to be
Self made
You talk
his fuckin' throat I shoved it
Give me your money, and take that palve' off nigga,
Fuck Tommy 'Figga, I'm off that doe and liquor
See I be drillin'
guard by letting down their
Guard i don’t even know if I
Made one fucking good point
But what I wanna say is, this
Guy let me, a celebrity designer
Work
Go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, I swear Tommy gon' get it, he done did me wrong
I had plans to buy more land, plant corn
Bust kernels on heat, work hard
Welcome to the clown show, investors;
Intellivision Amico; they call me big top
Tommy; games more stale than a rotten pastrami.
I got a big phat chip
Days going by, I'm losing friends
You never know when it's gon' end
Some in the pen, some underground
Souls that are lost, hope they are found
If
let the neighborhood wear this watch
Damn I hope nobody else saw me
I never drunk no wine damn but I still ride around with this 40
Mask up go in
you look good, you're giving me wood
You should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood
Let's network, get our poly on, you and me both
Break bread
they got it started, gotta finish it
Please let God know
I'ma need more than forgiveness
Why they tryna judge me
Cause I keep a pistol
I was only 15
Well a tommy lee a tell unnu
Seh dis is not a game
A lot a things me do
Me just a do it fi entertain
But there's a time to cry
And there's a time
understand
Players break out the game power, you don't wanna go there
Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me
You down on your knees but it's not likely
by me and never ever let me down
So if I have one song to sing, and I have to sing it now
How much I truly love you, would be what my song's about
burgundy blood colored my Guess
Emergency trauma, black teen headed for surgery
Can it be an out of state nigga tried to murder me?
I should've stayed in
burgundy blood colored my Guess
Emergency trauma, black teen headed for surgery
Can it be an out of state nigga tried to murder me?
I should've stayed in
me how to set me free
Or give me a clue, on who, I'm supposed to be
I was a mommy's boy, soft, Uncle Tommy Boy
Walking the streets, like a dead
was received
Our limited conceptions of Black History Month leave me grieved
Why not let's have fun with it
Wouldn't that be okay
Expanding our
on me
Let me see this controversy, a white rapper has emerged
On the streets of
Pierce Lee, I wave at thee, yes I pass by
High against the next guy, flow,
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