Lyrics:
could say that this a new me
Making these ignorant tracks cause they heat
Stack up my guap all I want when I'm three
Feet down in the ground
Three more
'm on a fast track
I wanna be earning
You're cool with getting by
That's why you starve prat
I ain't concerned about you, I'm getting mine
There's nothing I
Nabbin' up damsels avenues grab at you
Bisshop on the track
I make your fuckin' mind spin
I'm a black Juggalo
It's all about the time in
I'm on a mission,
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
I'll fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will
I'll fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel
I mean, this part of our relationship's
fascinate
When I let my 3rd eye exaggerate
Freaky visions, I tell you what I see
Cold concrete scattered with dry leaves
You naked lying on the pavement
tonight
I can feel the Earth dying when I gaze into her eyes
Death knocking on my door still, what a surprise
I told him, "I'm never dying, why the fuck you
tonight
I can feel the Earth dying when I gaze into her eyes
Death knocking on my door still, what a surprise
I told him, "I'm never dying, why the fuck you
you'd better ask her though
Big pimp quick to kick down your door
I'ma say it again, like I said it before
Chorus (4X)
When them Dirty Boys drop
Better
"Arise, my child
Our faith has made you reconciled
Now gaze into the Mirror once again"
We walked together through the door
And I looked in the glass
Little children go where I send thee
How should I send thee?
I'm gonna send you one by one
One for the little bitty baby
Born of the Virgin,
know you won't
Yeah, walkin' on the bridge, I threw my sins over the deep end
Sippin' 'til my stomach hurt, this month I done lost three friends
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
musta,
You know baby I think I musta,
You know I think I musta,
I musta got lost!!!!!!!
1?2?.3?
(Sung)
Never thought about tomorrow
Seemed
and still working for a pension
You gave three whole shits and for it
Now one is drippin straight down the toilet
Wana let it drown in this dont foil it
Its
on the block Mr. Raw back in town
I'm flooding the streets watch out you might drown
Oh shit what is that sound got feins at the door and they knocking it down
'm on the microphone, got you hot like the sun
So a 1,2,3 now I'm waiting on the 4
Kick down the door and turn it up a little more
If you got the feelin', jump
Born & raised but on the real
I be made of Steel like O' Neal
Feel me if ya got the skill
Squeeze pale **** cause disaster
Have you makin' Tracks
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
I'ma break that bitch down
Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work, end
down
Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work, end up takin' time off
Had
ain't never got sick
Bitch I even know how many keys your man flip
I'm low down and dirty, but not ashamed
I know all these pussy ass cops by their first
the cream
Bless the team
M3's on the scene
Ride with me
By the sea
Lively breeze
Dine and tree
Alive and free
Do you feel me
Feel like a star in my dream car
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