Lyrics:
I split niggas, clipped quicker than big pictures
Heads get bodied with a single line like a stick figure
Cause my words are wild, and when I write
like fuckin explorers
Evil like the auras and correners, holding foreign objects
Due process to cut ya screen like sub marine destroyers
Punches to ya
cup
See me in the cut
I'm grippin' something I might leave with her
Stuck in front the screen
Y'all suckers focused on the TV bruh
While I live out
cup
See me in the cut
I'm grippin' something I might leave with her
Stuck in front the screen
Y'all suckers focused on the TV bruh
While I live out
I'm holdin' on to twenty nine
And up ahead on that horizon is the California line.
Now I've had enough of this freedom of the road
Never was good
Boy, I'm in love with you and it ain't gon' go away
You got somebody who just ain't gon' cut it, mayne
She don't do what I do, she on her own thing
that the hard way, cuts run deep
And these millions of people put their trust in me
Man I got a lot of pressure but I must succeed
So I'm a keep
know, it's typical me
I try to leave you behind, but I'm a fool every time
You're so typical, typical
It's typical me
I keep my cuts out of side, because
on the mix, does tricks with his hands
Stretch the flex, then I expand like a rubberband
Chumps that drip will get stomped you bet
Get out of line, step up, I
Gogo has it easier
Than any other girl in the world
The way she cuts her hair is cool
Everybody knows Gogo rules
Every morning Gogo wakes
Gogo
and Sprite on ice, when I ain't feeling right
I ain't concerned about vices, bitch, I'm just living life
These hoes gon' let us cut, just like a kitchen knife
Little girl you're brilliant like a pearl
Iridescently beautiful
And all the lines keep you outside
But you were meant to live
Outside of their
I'll kill myself today
If you pull the punches and the sex drive
I'll kill myself and name
Make the cut to castrate and send me to the front line
lies
Gimme your love
With you I feel satisfied
When you're by my side
I tell you no lies
It's on the line....can't think about nothin' else
Suits
the lines and spaces
Now that it's been said
Face is turning red
You get so tired all the time
And I get so wired all the time
But you keep asking why
schling
When I step into the ring its like, ding, ding
But the watch on my wrist is like, bling, bling
But the girls on my line its like ring, ring,
Corner cut mindless
Morally bankrupt
Here fitting nicely
Staying as it once was
A blissful sensation
The head tripping cave in
To feel
[Intro ]
Waa talk to the MPs, the Opposition leader
this mother fucking Prime Minister,
Cut back on school fees, better jobs we needa
Make
quarter, less than ten ticks
Standin at the line can't you feel this shit and bricks
Brickin like a busta
Cus you sour like lemon custard, don't trust ya
teaching but you'll need it when you're old"
And if you're too intelligent they'll cut you down to size
They'll praise you til you're happy then they'll
the time's up
Wreck that ass with my starting line-up
Bolos and body blows, hooks and haymakers
Re-animate, suffocate your breath taker
Kick down your
on the magazines
It's on your living room on your TV screen
It's the car you drive its the clothes you wear
How much money you have or how you cut your hair
wall my tires
Bought mami to the mall, Stiletto boots, skirt tie
I worked her ride, I beamed her a line
She love a balla baby, Birdman pimp fly
Smoke
bigger than the whole west side.
Action: Tony don't belong no more.
Riff: Cut it, Action. Tony and I started the Jets.
A-Rab: What about the day we
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