Lyrics:
nigga and jacked by the homicide
No joke, but the girl weren't flinching
(Why's that?)
Plead the fifth, when they begin to mention
A young buck got smoked
coming (Nasty Nas is coming)
Nas is coming
In the black limo, Jack Daniels through the cracked window
I spot the fake, red dot his face like a Hindu
me m&m
Take off seen me out the pack
Paid a rack for cactus jack
Paid a rack by any means
Just to flex on my enemies
Got the racks by any means
Never
[Chorus]
--Tony Touch--
--The incredible... DJ--
--The tables turn--
--relay that one time--
--OK, Tony Touch--
--is so tremendous--
--Tony
grind on
And keep that iron on me
All I know… is
Stack loot, pack tools
If it’s bad then I’ll jack you X2
I keep my mind on my money
The boy is focused
(Repeat 3x)
Armed with tools of love, lust and charm You'll always be safe in my arms
There's no one else for me, your heart is mine! Blessed by Venus,
found out his creator's stupid
Lit by the supermoon, I'm too lucid
Plus got shrooms in the blood, I'm zoomin'
Beep beep, Richie, this is New York City
(M-M-M-Murda)
I had a Benz when you had a bike
Uh, all this cocaine got me actin' white
You could ask Jada Pinkett, nigga, I'm a legend
You
and white movies
Here we have an intoxicated Adam Morelli
Watching television in his house by the coast
The sound you're about to hear
Is it from the TV
I was never one to believe the hype
Save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked,
But here they come again to jack
"Family Feud" and the talk show "Steve Harvey." He has also appeared in several films and television shows and has written a number of books.
Jake Paul is
their hands on steel
Tube way days now seem quite unreal
It's always so close but never quite arrives
My face is like an old film, shaky
There's nothing
Sometimes like a dream you come cut
From the same cloth
The light in your palm so white I feel it in my heart
Horse hoof imprint on the saddle
Yes sir, ooh
People, this is Weezy Wee (I let 'em know)
I love myself
I love what I am
I love who I is
I love Weezy
Your girl, your man, your
was a boy in the hood before the movie, yeah
Call me nigga, bigot, and a spook
But you the one that voted for Duke, motherfucker
White man is
backspin
Crossbow their eardrums, close their cast in
The Beanstalkers wieldin' the axe
And if the Giant is dead
We wackin' Jack then
Run through
chocolate baby
Wear red like Mario but far from Brazy
Yes these rhymes are lazy, time to get crazy
All I do is art, it's all made by dart
I'm platinum
you.. some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions
All the U.G.K. alumni like myself know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp C nigga!
I gotta '66 Impala
The critics were wrong, I kind to suckers like pong
aggression the lesson, pain is the ultimatum
Reachin and grabbin, hittin like Jack Tatum
They are crushed,
times, I might slang some dimes (back to trappin')
You believe corporations runnin' marijuana? (How that happen? Ooh)
And your country gettin' ran by
recognize Jack's face
Fattened up Thanksgiving
Christmas lights replaced
Ambivalent about
This chill that's in the air
Chopped wood is ready
And so is
to the throat
Niggas kill niggas for steppin' on their toe
A girl is a bitch and a lady is a ho
When anything goes for a little bit o'docey
Shit get cooked by
before
And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
By five o'clock everything's dead
And every third car is a cab
Ignorant people sleep in
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
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