Lyrics:
cities like Mt. Vesuvius
You jealous jerks - I'll rip you out your Perry Ellis shirts
Write a rap on the map and show you Hell on Earth
I pop fly shit, you
When I go into the booth
I get possessed by all the boom bap bam
Knowledge for the ones I came up with
They see my plans
We all tuned in
Fuck a rap
demma camera me
When I step on the stage gurls demma holla me
Fine boy looking so fresh and clean but they jealous me
Never judge a content by the case
arresting here
You don’t belong in the court house anyway
Your rap concert has been canceled
Order in my court,
I wake up, wake up in the morning shake my
it, I don't know
Heart calling out, get the cardiac dial-tone
Saying I be jealous, but it's hardly that, I don't know
Feelings in my way, but emotion I
Times"
feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt
Came up big, to dig an early grave
Get locked up, and turn a slave for the rhythm
We rap, still get slapped by the system
Poetry deep in the team
irregular?
And if you want to get all hype, I'll have to settle ya
By pullin out my 12-gauge shotgun
And if you want to go rhyme for rhyme, I got some
Dope
average rapper, I'm versatile when I'm spittin'
I'm the type of nigga takin' few hits, get my lick back
People be astounded by my words cuz I be spittin'
address this bitch
They keep talking bullshit, I pack bullets that flip
Into a big bitch, by the name of Big Pic
Making this a rap again, quick to snatch
rap shit
I don't get along with these rap niggas
That aint talking bout making packs flip
Pulling out in them crack whips
Got the thotianas doing
Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right,
Bay, Bay!
It's groovey like ah moovay!
-Let's get togetha-
Naw girl, I Gotta Do Meee
I Gotta Do Me
I Gotta Do Me
-Let's get togetha-
Naw girl I Gotta
runnin this underground
with KL, Mo be , Craig be , Beats by the Pound
fuck with one, you fuck with us all
you get kidnapped if you a ?
to ignorance yes
Bits of dirty ish and glitz
They got five star fans loving two star hits rich
Enough to get jealous fits
Wishing you got the slots the other
schemes
But I'm laughin' last, down to get this cash with the Aftermath
You happy being local superstar showin' ya ass
I'm talkin' mo shit, but how you
keep the real 'round me and you know it (no cap)
These niggas startin' to get soft and they show it (pussy wussy)
These niggas cap rap, tell a nigga
a teen
But one day I discovered music
You're influenced by whatever you choose
So many so called artists out there abuse it
If you got a platform you
rap, by eating these niggas beats.
These bitches say that they love me, I told em that I agree
I told em I get em wetter, then water between the knees.
blinded by the liquor and weed
I made a change in my life and got some get right
Finally livin decent, no more creepin after midnight
I respect the words
jealous bastards right
And I done banked more cats than niggaz done wrote raps
Done balled off dope sacks
Fell off and came back
I done knocked
You see, I niggedy-never get shocked when a nigga get wet
Tiggedy-talk that shit, I guess you're bound to get hit
The rap zone's now a war zone, we
that joint'll let me bone like a skeleton
If you jealous then I get the stick and clap you, kid
Even on a laxative you ain't with the shits, bitch
sell it
Bro gon' keep it solid, I know he won't tell it
Grew up in the streets, I ain't never stop barely
I didn't have shit, I ain't never get jealous
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