Lyrics:
a penthouse, forget all my problems
The things I regret now, be gone by the mornin'
My life is startin', I'm ready as I ever been
Pencilin' my schedule that I
my
Kids to Chuck E cheese with the money
Say I won't bring my own bottle of
Pellegrino to the movies with me
Say I won't look, I'm from an era of
Fast
on the regular leaving em fucken mind boggled
If they ain't aware of my steez
So it's YTB darkSYDe CC and the Ello to the C
For M A T U S E
God in the flesh
sons grinnin
Mums gotta skits out, when she sees her new yard n kitchen
The C needs coachin
Put your'e album out, same day as us and we'll see who's
Who that thug nigga, moving units state to state
I-10 connected with weight, but now replaced by tapes
And C.D.'s, I'm S.U.C till I D-I-E
Affilliated
Whose side are you leanin' on?
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
I lean, I lean, I lean, I lean
I'm leanin' on the Lord's side
Whose side are you
like that I'm shy
No one by my side, everyone is blind
Apathetic lives don't reach out to neighbour
I apologize, I shouldn't have been born
Why am I
Yeah nigga
I'm still fucking with ya
Still waters run deep
Still Snoop Dogg and D-R-E, '99 nigga
Guess who's back
Still doing that shit huh Dre?
(Oh
gotta keep it real
Mass appeal from that Tribe Called Quest
Touchin' on your girl breast
Maybe not, I'm a married man
This is how we do it
Can you carry
an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so I stay low
Representing the pimp, bitches making my dough
back was on the teacher
I was the class clown
Crying out for help to all my brothers
They ain't know that sound
Next time y'all talk bad on me
I'm gone
top it
Blue top it, man they all cracking, they all popping
Little Scappy though, they want no problems
I had a mixtape I want no album, no album
I'm
I’m probably next up
Stay Scheming was my summer anthem
I told them boys I’m back like a phantom
On my third album (Third album)
In the past 2 years
[Yung Joc:]
Alright boys and girls
You finally made it to the end of the album
I hope you learned somethin
But the best is yet to come
(WELCOME
Vènt ch ì urlän... tempéssti d giàz... a sòn ché al pòrti d l'Inverän, circundé sôl da frädda puräzza... A stàgh da pär mé, tra spàzi infinì e stasôn
Later) for it, no Aubrey
Switch my demeanor up I'm, off my 380 shit
My, future's bright, stars is by my head, baby shit
Make me sick, what you eat don't
I'm out to get ya, hit ya, and take the picture
Post you up on the Internet dot com
Lil' baby got the bomb
[Hook x2: E-40, be -Legit]
Why you
chere
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas
But being homophobic could kill your career
So I switched
j'rappe ou chante le biz' perd les eaux
Je les entend parler de Soprano
Normal mon dernier album les traite d'tous les noms d'oiseaux (Hahaaa !)
[R.E
How ya album doin'?
I'm gettin' cake off of my latest
Anticipated like the iPhone
Respected in any city that I roam
Summertime
Wintertime
Making songs better while I just display the bars
Knew I had Cha$e, ain't no ReelSeason
They told me hip hop was dead guess what I'm still breathing
What
think I will forget that day
I'm the lion and you're the prey
I'm an up and coming artist, I'm on my way
When I speak y'all need to obey
Guys the album is
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight
Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite
You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights
Just easy
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