Lyrics:
yourself
Re focus and
Stay grounded
Only good as the company
You keep
Watch your surroundings
Riding Lo
Window tented
Get on your grind
Young nigga
Go
postal
Audio dope and i'm sending it global
Watch for yo nose stay on yo toes
Niggas they want to break bread but its toaster
Muddy my cup as I drink it
worthy of recordation
Voicemail in the audio sewage that erupts fetid and gurgling from it
Has not been given the opportunity to make its acrid
you know it's all I do
Look outside the windows
The stars we chasing in crescendos
You know the blasters got extendos
After round one you said you need
When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out
Cause I'm about to fuck up the program
Shooting out the window of a drop-top Brougham
When I'm shooting
duck away run and hide out
When I'm rolling real slow and the lights out
'Cause I'm about to f*** up the program
Shooting out the window
Don't make me laugh
Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
You're the biggest
Don't make me laugh
Your Windows boots up in what, a day and a half?
You could back up your whole hard drive on a floppy diskette
You're the biggest
your flag out your project window
Yeah..
The fourth branch of the government AKA the media
Seems to now have a retirement plan for ex-military
yelled out the window
They pulled up on the side, with a pen and pad for info
One had pretty eyes, with the buttermilk complexion
So I ran it down the line
cancer sufferers (that's us)
We perform illegal operations
Like bad Windows software
Draped in ninja assault gear (yeah)
Engineered crosshairs, my target
My mind goes pitter patter
Against the window of my conscious
As my tongue goes skitter scatter
Tryna make sense of all the nonsense
(My Inher
sound, that's a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike
(Whoa-oh-oh) a girl'll run
strong, while others run a hundred miles
But I never run, never will
Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin' steel, boom!
Media tried to do me
But I
Started thinking my name was fault
'Cause anytime things went wrong
I was the one who they would blame it on
The media made me the equivalent
She had a Reagan Sucks sticker on the window of her car
Backseat like a hotel front seat like a bar
Skipped school every friday smokin' clove
[audio clip]
I took her to an empty house in westchester I had already picked up.
When we got there I told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers.
I
They steal your whole sound thats a sound bite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathing like they found mike
"Sak pase? N'ap boule" and rob niggas
The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, what's up with that?
See my flick next to Preme, Papi and Cat
the paper in.
Jed took it up and read it
And he couldn't hide a grin.
Outside the jail window
A crow flew across the sky,
Completely disappearing
bars
As she slipped the letter in.
Jed took it up and read it
And he couldn't hide a grin.
Outside the jail window
A crow flew across
of a different color that didn't matter to you
Now you're sitting in their sights realizing that the problem was probably you
Looks like broken windows
Are
wanna see the road tonight that's why I drive with my eyes closed
Eyes closed eyes closed
They say these eyes are the windows to your soul that's why I
conversate about it even when they wear a mask
And if they want to go to war I hope they board up they windows
Because the sound of my music could even break
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