Lyrics:
he ain't never had like this show and tell
One shot Dillinger style, boy fuck that mac
Shoulder shot from the top cost 10 racks to put you back
AR
Through the pages of tall tales and short stories
I was systematically given by Dewey my own category
As surely as it was written the chapters were
against the Aztecs
Call me Napolean bitch, I'm the baddest
Guerrilla warfare, introduce you to my madness
Baby Adolf, I'm trying to conquer the atlas
and Blaxican got some dogs to drop
And rip the funk like this until the madness stops
[Verse 2]
I Adam 12 1 Adam 12 come in 7 Mary 3
It's outta control
adore you, Olivia
And the days go by
In a supplicated style
Hand me the anodynes
Oh Olivia
I still love you
And I know I will ‘til I die
And this feels
more just to get a mile
Man, this puts them cramps into my style
You can't get there from here in Jersey
You're always on the side that doesn't move
You
swear I'm better by tenfold, why you kissin' your teeth?
Can't copy that like 10-4, drawn down to a T
Put it all on my kinfolk, in it 'til the end zone
look me in they eye
Only warriors survive, and the weak, get eaten alive
Chorus
Third Verse:
Kickin' wild by my style
Don't cut it down, do it now
I'm
sittin here drinkin
A 40 gettin naughty, then my thoughts start linkin
Together, back-trackin, never was into girl-slappin
Releasin tension by grabbin
sittin here drinkin
A 40 gettin naughty, then my thoughts start linkin
Together, back-trackin, never was into girl-slappin
Releasin tension by grabbin
wake ya drop it
SCC's in the house to the ho's you
better hide that ass cause these niggas want to do you uhh
i guess it's time for a drive-by
you want
block fry plantain? (boaw)
Free my G's on the landin'
I can tell by the way that my man's actin
That he's never been locked for the mad ting (likkle
Well what we're dealing with is music, music, music
So many categories styles and ways that we've used it
To keep you in tune with the sound track
at the pane
I smile and I chuckle, trunks sayin â??Fuck youâ??
My style of rhyme make em walk like a duck do
Curious about the MC's that I cut
O.G. and Blaxican got some dogs to drop
And rip the funk like this until the madness stops
One Adam twelve one Adam twelve come in seven Mary three
check every 15 days
I remember highschool lowfuel and bushy
Cuttin' that muthafucka go gettin' pussy
Caught up in the madness
This freak was the baddest
I
the war dust
Trapped out
Figured you had Kemble tapped out
Mercenary style I got the industry mapped out
Back leaders with their maps put
A hole fucking
just waiting for the baton
Got my masters in English
So I may resort to Latin
By the time you hear time
I'll be past gear six
And if they ain't dead
still think about me
Do you still think about me
If we go anywhere in the mental
As the wind blows down by the lake
The austin mini me just a little
Got
Some pick a method while others just free style it
And if you find it then that's all that really matters
Platters get served somehow some not
yall stop sittin, look at grandma gittin it, we just havin fun baby, don't spill the punch
step by twos,we the news of the place, yourcousin over there
the style
But this is me in musical notation
You know so let's get it
Getting hit by the waves just starting to get hot
Oh how I see niggas ride the waves
Be
get in my head?
Movements that shake the earth,
Somehow it feels so perfect,
Surrounded by this madness,
It keeps floating around my head,
Inside,
You think you come so far ?
You think you learnt along the way ?
You're better off by far
Than where you were jus' yesterday
You say you got your
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