Lyrics:
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Everyday it's a new rapper, claimin' to be dapper than the Dresta
Softer
and writing, rapping like no other
Beats that I produce, stuck into your brain
I don't even know if I can do this shit again
Writing all these lyrics so that
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
Here we go
On behalf of the half witted I'll be have with it
At times cuz the hole in me is that gifted
It makes the lesser knowing jealous
The message
that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, it don't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window, where the light is strong
And they don't let a woman
wants to see if I can do it again
You want to be like me, so damn bad
The impossible dream all you mc?s had
If you could rap like me, you wouldn?t have
I've been sober a fuckin' year
And that fucker still talks to me, he's all I can fuckin' hear
"Marshall, come on, we'll watch the game
It's
saw you here on the L train
And I was like "Hey, is that
Will Oldham?" he must at least
Have some perspective cause it's like
Living in this town I get
Clinton'd
You might not like it
But they've gotta hear it i
Ain't gonna massage you
With a fake truth telling you that
Hillary's goin' win over, and over,
like I'm crushed by tons of lead
I'll say a prayer cut my last bread
Because today my story changed it's course a new path it has led
Me to a place I
thing
It only took me all my life to get to this point
I'm sure it look like nothing till there's something you can exploit
But I am stuck inside this
the auditions, uh, first up, Mr. John Travolta.
(Jimmy Fallon as John Travolta)
She's like, I swear to God, I mean I can't believe you guys are trying to sell
can make a hundred beats and then proceed to spit 'em right through
Jaws drop they can't believe, they get surprised that it is a white dude
And now I
new sound from the West that we
All can get with it
The Pacific to be specific
Ain't another rapper on the
Whole coast this gifted
Missed the magic,
of the story
Niggas wanna hear a nigga chat like it's Maury
Fuck that, you niggas better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so
to forget me
But they can't, cause like a champ I have got a record
Of knocking out the frauds in a second
On the mic, I believe that you should get loose
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
intertwine like French braids
And I can't fight the feeling like one way
When it comes down to this gangsta shit and gun play
For the loot, we compute it
feels great
'Til one day you have the urge to create
And people hate
And then finally you feel ashamed
Not anyone can write a poem
It's like speaking
the first time
Got me feeling like I got a cursed mind
Now I have to pretty much purge lines
Pulling up all out of my dirt
I'm looking at the clock and it's
that voodoo doll
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
Ah they don't let a woman kill
the hoochie, popping her coochie
Chill while I'm chasing millions
I'm a baller that would merk you like Jason Williams (uh Huh)
Don't play with villas', vacate
House nigga's snitchin', that's what got 'em killed
Nigga thought he made it 'cause he got a deal
First album poured been outta here
Not quite dude,
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