Lyrics:
turn into zillions turning yo Jay to a Z kill em and won't shed a tear bill em and won't let em clear
Reality nigga ya nigga be hating ya cut em
like Danzo and turn my arm into a fucking tree
Ushi Sara Oo Ne I Tori Ushi Uma Tori Ne Tori Ino Tori Mi Ushi Hitsuji
Mi I Hitsuji Ne Jin Saru Tori Tatsu
You’re reading into this too much
Fade out finito, we gonna freak though
We’re going to let it all go
Fade out finito, turn up the heat yo
We’re going
dat ass down I'ma throw dat cash round/you a Queen right now girl/modafuck yo
Background/
My bitch bad and she ain't made of plastic/money stretching
Abantwana going crazy getting loose
Russian Bear kwi botile ye Greygoose
Siphethe labantwana base Queenstown
20K gone by the firth round
Sidl imali la ne
sounds
Some screaming, some crying in the background
But if I see some kind of creepy clown
Oh you better believe it's going down
All the witches they be
[tash]
Smoke this blunt
Yo, everybody grab a seat, welcome to smoke fest '99
I'm glad you all could make it
As you can see admission was free this
a lot of pressure
How would you handle it?
Mase, what would you do?
[mase]
Yo, I'd turn out all the hoes that's heterosexual
Smack conceited niggas right
Takbir, rollin on fools like Pathfinders
It's the grandmaster, ?? flash when I'm runnin
laps around those who can't adapt to fat sounds
Backgrounds and pots
Sugarhill, Fatback, Run-D.M.C., EPMD
Fat Boys, Redhead Kingpin, Cool see
and my man Kurtis Blow, yo..
[Chubb Rock]
The battlefield, the synonym -
Yo, hah yo, rah, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
Inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by
Gotta watch out how I do this right here
Haha yea
How you doin'? The name's Absolutely
My pleasure to meet you have a seat by me
I know I'm young and I'm
cause I'm a player
Fade into part two
I'm the number one hoe layer
A mack, a player and a pimp
Something much stronger than
Your average drink
Now,
goes by, don't get high, don't ask why (why, oh why?)
Tonight's the night for me to rip microphones
Into bits and pieces, lyrical telekinesis
Gets me
way into the fray
But I stop in an instant
Yo who is she? (Someone in the background)
Who could this be?
She enters the scene
I've seen her face
I'd
em wit you
Never sentimental you know the shit a nigga into
I'm cross-country it's big pimpin all the broads want me
I'ma do this till the law confront
In this room, packing heat soon
And this tune's gonna rip you
You finna need to run into a Siberian igloo
Eat gulag fish too
Cuz it's too delicious
Uh
Sick as a motherfucker
Got um
Goddamn coronavirus and shit
(Yeah)
Fuck them niggas that give it to me
(Isodapoet)
Check my background
Lil young
the background
They torched my grans village to the ground, I’ll never back down
You stood by and let it happen, let me guess
Reminisce about the sesh on a weekday
didn't
Yeah when I'm with you, it's yo time for the night, yeah thats right
When I leave, it's on to the next, I was just being polite Baby
I'm into being
y'all, uhh
Uhh, uhh, yo (Check it out!)
[Verse 1: Lil' Cease]
Easy livin, bitches givin pussy like it's free
My GS3 gleams perfectly
Lil' Cease get raw
[Mr. Lil One]*Talkin*
Yo this is what we fin to do
[Chorus: Mad One (Mr. Lil One)]
Let's ride ride, slip and slide
(From my side to your side)
where they raise you up
Tuck glocks shot's blaze you up
Big shot niggas fade you up
I'm in the cut where they fade you up
5-0-9, you can page me but
in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was
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