Lyrics:
Used to listen to the tape pop and roll your quarter
Let me slow down and state some fact
I put chrome in my mouth they used to call me jaws
I'm in
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
Tie on a bandana, then we lay him out
Fighting over two colors in the crayon box
It's no love
It's no love
Forty ounces in my cup, I'm poured up
(Samples by Alchemist:)
Looked up the dj, and said may I?
[Large Proffesor]
Blow and pow like 4th of July explosives?
Lit it up, like the 4
still a thug get bump
From slow pokin' to locomotion, hittin' bunnies, for threesomes getcha buddy
When I'm feelin' scummy I love to cut, 10-4
Thick
you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go,
your family
Make music like there's no Grammy
For that last line they might ban me
I don't give a fuck though, 'cause I am me
From Beijing to Miami
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
you never know what you have till you lose it
You promise your girl something you better do it
You can't tell a woman you love her are you stupid
Words
talking C Murder
Is it me or this Franck Muller or it just seem early
I'm in something low-key, steady mobbing with the thang
Cut the music down cause my
cakes, we never half-baked
Alaskan, sexcapade, push your new court dates
Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
The branches in my weed
and all
who seek to know the meaning of
life, liberty and love
(chorus)
because this is my call
to lay down my life for one and all
so my family
talking ?
I'm in something low-key ?
Steady mobbing be the game
Cut the music down cause my cellphone ringing
From what I just heard think my cellphone
roll up to your front door hand on the pump (Doggz nigga)
Kick down the door, and pull out the four,
and lay niggas down for your man getting jumped
lay back, let the reverie take flight,
Surrender to the magic of the night.
In velvet evenings wrapped in seamless tunes,
Let your heart be cradled by
[Black Ice]
Hey yo
When you look at me and my brothers what's your first impression
Does the sight of us leave you guessin or do you understand
Lay that pussy down
Yah yah yah
Lay that pussy down
Pheromones set you in the motion
I ain't trying to play with your emotion (do it)
Baby i'm ready
into this town I knew my hands were bounded;
I knew I'd have to pay for my ways or else go underground,
But I said, "Music in your eyes, I can tell by
to pop, my music's what you need now (What you need now)
Close your eyes and put your ears on my tracks for a lay down
Spread the word about me and I'm
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
The way they
And play with me
You want me to, I love you Boo
So lay with me
I'd love for you, to come on through
And play with me
You want me to, I love you Boo
for props, tell your pops call the cops
See now I'm on the run, but still havin' fun
Livin' by the MAC, my gear is all black
I keep killin', because
cakes, we never half-baked
Alaskan, sexcapade, push your new court dates
Trauma, hands is like candy canes, lay my balls on ice
The branches in my weed
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