Lyrics:
to ask
[Hook]
Back on the streets after five and a deuce
Seven years later but still had the juice
My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track
Told me
out man
That is..that's he's doin' that for the white folks
That white shit he doin' man
I've been writing for
Nineteen years for sure
Hate rules
doing our jobs, you know
Ah, uhh, ah
You're not doctors, then
Oh, blimey no, haha
Mom, dad, I'm off that then (?)
See you by seven
Bye bye son (?)
to the universal opera
There's Judy Garland taking Buddha by the hand
And then these seven little men get up to dance
They say Confucius does his crossword with
And though the years go by, still it feels like yesterday
Sitting there by the wood stove
On a cold winter morning
I can see her in her dressing gown
door, nigga, pick a town (go)
Bitch help me start my day off right, gimme top in the mornin' (no)
Lil' snowflake, her head great, should be sponsored
up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the street
I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't
up like I.C.P. and have them come see you perform live
And that's the key, but when you see me on the street
I ain't givin' you shit bitch, don't
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
on a train and they took me back
Had no friend for to go my bail
They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail
Early next mornin' bout a half past
pay stacks
Conjure on the rocks, don't chase that
Buss all in your bitch face, and
Like Puff, tell her take that, take that!
Champagne by the boatload
that shit, they mad we made it
No hand out, we got up off our last, we had to go and take it
Seen too much, mask up, we apein'
Oakland bitch suckin'
what it is, you know what it isn't
She just get it poppin' every time daddy visit
Drinking by the pool, go ahead and take a dip in
Life is but
in the building like two planes bitch
Kickin' it with my shirt off, on some Liu Kang shit
Sleep with the sun up like I grew fangs bitch
I come alive in
the shit hurt mom couldn't take me
The bitch still hates me
Shit, one day she said, "Go
Rake leaves, " I said, "Make me!"
I'm proud to announce I'm
Probably
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
at everything
Go and make it bang, go and make it bang
Gettin' followed by them hollows, go and make it bang
Niggas ain't been to church in a minute
But it's
the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, Nicki Minaj hoodie
I'm a brand bitch I'm a brand
Go to Harlem, and get Cam
It's Dipset, get your
in your mind knowin you a trick
Put your hustle down playa go an hit you a lick
Bitch!
(That's writ, Too Scheezi, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli,
shit, pop that pussy like a zit
I go by the name Lil Tunechi
Your girl is a groupie
And nigga, you's a square
And I will twist you like a Rubix
have here,
I've been working on this palm tree
For eighty seven years
He said: Go get lost!
And walked towards his Cadillac.
I chopped down the palm tree
have here,
I've been working on this palm tree
For eighty seven years
He said: Go get lost!
And walked towards his Cadillac.
I chopped down the palm tree
Four score seven years to go,
I've done it all with none to show.
By now you think I'd ask myself,
Think I'd try to pin it down.
Don't stop
time I sleep is on the plane
Bought the bitch a Rollie tell time
It ain't enough time in my day
Go Audemars retail price
With that card he get it
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