Lyrics:
and the Chronic
You've been making up songs since you were still in bonnets
Writing sonnets, in the gauntlet since Wallace & Grommet"
So I extended my calling, but
a thot, almost got me popped
I had to learn from BYG gotta shelter my heart
I used to stress over women and what's done in the dark
But I flipped
, light em up, light em up
[C-Murder]
I hit em up, you lit em up, so get em up, what up?
Huh bro? I light it up, so you can hype it up, at the club
Show me
told me, "It's a feeling they'll ever know"
I pack up all my sins in every L that I blow
And let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go
In
Especially a specialist
Man you know what the method is
3rd verse
Nigga I was California dreamin
Dreamin California
But ain't no parties in LA
Without
Spike Lee'd
X'd out like a raver
In the light beams
Love & Hip Hop
Fuckin on a
WIDESCREEN
WAP
New drip
Had em slippin on the concrete
Amadeus
Fuck fame
{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run,
song
To the beat all day and all night long
So liten up, to what I'm sayin
I'm a Oaktown mack, bitch I ain't playin
To all the home boys doin time in
Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
We
But what you learned, was on the streets, and not in the book
God called you a prophet
When you open up your mouth, everything of God comes out
knows what
I would've done if I wasn't locked
Up right now as soon as
I found out, I told them to just lock me in
And I've basically just been by myself
You got to know what's in there.
That was my first song about snow. I was maybe seven years old when I wrote that I'm not a rapper, I'm a Christmas
charge her
You scandalous as fuck, and I hope you blow up
You know what, I give up, let me go get my gun, I got one in the chamber
I'm plannin'
inconveniently I fell in with lies (Huh)
I fell in love with lights You know I can't fuck up this life I gotta do everything right
I got me a bad bitch too you
and turned it dark black
Caught feelings and I never got my heart back
I know it sounds a little far fetched
Walk by faith, not by sight
I guess that what they
alright
So hold up your light, let it shine 'cause
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We're all right where we should be
With my arms
on you
I'm the realist in the biz, how you livin'?
'Cause you can get it how you live
And while you livid, I'm a say my pull out game is so real
I still
, and a good one you all know
Though I haven't seen it since long long years ago
I'm going back to Dixie once more to see'em all
Yes, I am going home, boys, when
growing up
There was nobody in my family not
Even my mother who I
Could look to and be like, "I know you've
Never said anything homophobic" So, you know
You
human feelings (huh)
Got a murder on my belt, it's holdin' up my denim (it's Gucci)
I'm keepin' the feds out my biz, you tryna put 'em in 'em (racks)
haters in my circle
That won't say it out loud
Most of my friends
Never been to my house
I can look you in your soul
And see what you're about
They only
walk my way
You make me wanna say oh my, oh my, oh my.
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you
shoot up my head
If I don’t stop then I’ll rock hip-hop in
The spot ’til you guys say stop
I cannot stop loving the music
I do it because these guys hate
Thought you'd remember em
Dismember em
Ed Kemper em
Take it back my friend
Eat your heart out
Playin darts in the dark in a bar,
Knock your lights out
Bring
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