Lyrics:
with a rocket
Uhn
But Rosco put me on the stock tip
And I made an investment once I stocked it
I get my profit over tracks spitting knowledge 'cause I
pose
Let me stop I forgot this was a big show
And being dope made you broke I am piss poor
I’m big poppa plus I’m Tupacalypto
My mind is a weapon what I
Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass
You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass
You know my patience runnin' thin
I got beaucoup
cause it feels so good in real life
And not just cause it's something that's all made up
You ready to come break my hair yet
Ready to come watch Raised
the fast lane and I won't stop
You ain't nothing but talk
You couldn't hang on the rope by ball
This life that I live
It ain't for the weak
Got my roddy
that you wishing I was
Just draped and dripping in blood
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
Price tag on my head (Aye)
Nice bag
Better not hear you got caught up, I beat yo' ass
You better not run to your father, I beat yo' ass
You know my patience runnin' thin
I got beaucoup
of rappers really ain't
What they really wanna claim
And I ain't gonna lie, I'm as broke as a joke
One brain, but I ain't got two chains
I got a mind of my own
When my minds made up you gon know about it
Hear my craft I be dropping bodies
They gunna line the path that's behind me
Killin' ain't my game, it's
a fifty two box, original tick in the mind
Listenin to 'Pac and them drop with a prestigious design
My niggaz is dimes, my bitches is dimes
I came up
Drop it
Ace and Action
Steady Pace by my side
The name of this one here is Together
This is goin' out to all those who some day reach that fork
couple digs
Got my tooth snapped in half by an older and that really took the piss
You learn danger when you come up in the mix
Visiting my uncle in
what I planned
One track in my mind if I don't climb
I'm dead
All the voices in my mind got me loaded instead
But I
Don't ever reply
You won't change my
called me Santa in December
But guess what, my Wally's got messed up
Autograph presser what, blast enough to blow your rest up
We scrape that, Land O' Lake
You're time is up
Three fifty in the studio
Bustin out tracks
Got Alize
Got Chandon to relax
Spot my bro
Ran through the door frantic
No need
mind fucked
I keep on keeping on
Music got my soul clutched
Ride with me, smoke dope and vibe with me
Get stoked the by the way I rap
Native pride get
love me
But I need a King in command and husband
When I fall off track that you got my back
More than sing my praises, hold my hand and fuck me
Tried
Everything i write is hot i got that eternal flame
Imma switch it up an mix it up
Like this liquor in my cup
I'm something like a bartender
The way i blend em
food sitting all on my plate
We didn't know what we know yesterday
Not the brightest, I ain't no Notre Dame
But I got a hobby that I'm gon' innovate
I
Hit on a bitch then I gotta go
Finna pull up and I'm leaving so
Pick up my chin self made yoh
Hit my own note
I get it I go
Talking bout racks no?!
a track
Told her friends, now they hollering behind her back
Sing
Now I was, so fresh and so fly in diamonds
When I stepped up in the club even my
The shit you heard ain't do me justice got a death wish, bitch
Run up, face me and trace wit' an infared beam
It seems niggas ain't recognize my team
if you the fire
Already made my mind up
You singing that that boy is a liar
But when I say that I'mma slide
I'm on my way to your side
I need you
cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
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