Lyrics:
tryin' to make
Albums spittin' my style
And they don't even realize that I
Notice they stealing Nas' shit
I pump some Rick James with that Teena Marie
My
the bells
Now I'm world-wide known, whether you like it or not
My one man band is Cut Creator a.k.a. Philpot
He'll never skip it, only rip it when he's
the bells
Now I'm world-wide known, whether you like it or not
My one man band is Cut Creator a.k.a. Philpot
He'll never skip it, only rip it when he's
this year
And I want my money back I got the hottest album this year
Do u know how much universal paid russel simmons to buy me
Even interscope was havin
albums, I got a row of ducks
When my dad was twenty-two, dog, he drove a truck
January in Detroit, it's cold as fuck
You know it's tough
But I came this
Herc and it touched another sound.
You wouldn't know about James Brown, Pull in the Funkdelic, the radio and still have a play in the sound. (?)
It's
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
yeah yeah (yeah, yeah)
Grabbing a couple wins, world record career
Bitch I'm only just starting, shooting for stardom
By the end of the year
Soon you
newcomer fuckin' with your old girl
Oh well, they don't know I plan to fuck the whole world
Whole world, Zayn's payin' for the whole hotel
And wholesale
on steppin, yeah I said it
Where your pass at? who you know here? where you headed?
Only show us when we doin bad
When we in the mud I brake that muthafuckin
Ya Veegy the realest
They hate on me coz i'm living
I'm talking JD all night
My homies know what the deal is
My brother's tying the knot
I told him
What if a brick was only just a misdemeanor?
What if Manhattan was hit by Hurricane Katrina?
What if a black man was the one controlling Fema?
What if
a fly by
With the number one star
In the world is my
Hitting up the tarmac
I'm a Super Spy
Like James Bond with a private eye
For the best eloquent is how
Yeah
My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime
Higher than average
Lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
of the realest
Every time that I turn around
Somebody all up in my business
Actin' like you know me, I've never seen homie
He try to lean on me I'm a put
stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E
stackin
I made a new album, fourteen times
Hoes screamin out Too $hort keep rhymin
I got rich screamin BITCH
My favorite word; I hear it on - E
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
against the wall
[Master P]
I shed tears for pain 40, some for anger
Seen bloodshed by crooked cops, and gang bangers
Feel my pain only time'll change
man was living a double life
I get the feeling that you don't give a shit
Your caught out there
And your not discreet with it
And everybody knows who I
I don't know I don't have conscience
I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies I'm head hunting
No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these
do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc,
back, only forward, this whole spot blowin'
Who coulda known he'd grow to be a poet and not know it
And while I'm being poetic, let me get it stoic
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