Lyrics:
by the hour and time flyin'
I just took me a shower, 'cause I'm lyin'
'Round the dirty money, nigga, I'm Zion
Get up, there's no one as high as I am
this commotion
Even with the quick hits
I'm rolling deep slow motion
Crystal clear coming through like the call to ground control
Move it or lose it
Bob
get caught
I'm a goat, you a low bob
That's how it go
Left right combo, that's how it go
I'm not frozen, Imma let you go
I'm still water, Imma let it
bucket with a clown curse
Long, dark, very spooky scary
I drink an old 40 bottle full of bloody mary, why
'cause I'm Violent J, sick in the nug-bone
I make
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
step to me? Here's the welcome mat
This fat man gonna eat and, bitch
You a snack
You wanna be Ares? But you barely researched
You the god of war, but I'm
get inspired by the blunts too (too)
I'll front you, if you hang with a bunk crew (chump)
I roam the strip for bones to pick
When I find one, I'm
rising
We all smile
We all sing
Then the girl in the cafe taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by and I'm older
Memories smolder,
to meet him, while walking round the town
Just shake him by his fat old hand and give him half a crown
His eyes will beam and sparkle and gurgle with
lap
I'm just a killa bitch, you don't wanna a nigga on the ground
Life is cold like a 4-0-Z
Only thugs and killas be the ones down to ride with me
to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope,
eye
In the beginning they say Eve bit it
They're still sinning
'Cause they letting every Tom Dick and Steve hit it
Therefore I'm quick to not
night
Now I was tied up under a vieduct
With cigareete burns on my face
And I'm bein fucked by a known slut
But I'm like so what
The only question that I
I'm just a young ass nigga, bad ass bitch
Jeans hanging off my ass, racks in this bitch
40 on me now
Yeah I'm strapped in this bitch
Try me if you
revolver
I'm bearin' arms just to throw it off
All this showin' off
Don't know what came over me
I just fucked up a deal for a 40 piece
Avianne, put
And the drummer hits the floor tom
I think about my dead mom
And all the things that I said wrong when I was young
Are we not in love
The heat of the moment by Asia
tried to throw a nigga to bag like Tom Brady
I'm tryna be an old nigga with my old lady
My nigga Josh hit a bitch, alright
My nigga Josh tryna hit
Thug]
Slim Thugga..
I roll scrap glock 40 in my left
i rap but still think like im grindin in the trep
trynna dept to the change from the streets
a.k.a. the 40 downers
Gets twisty, twisty, yak and brews
Black Rob flows is "Whoa!", Tha Liks is like "Whoo!"
Is there a doctor in the house cause
and
Step my bread up
Socrates nigga I could charge by the letter
She like "JID, you been dat nigga
You know it's a set up"
Shawty was like a fat physic
an Uncle Tom
Now, them crackers snatchin' black cats by they tongue
For the cheese, rats creepin' on yo' T.V. Screen, sellin' you dreams
Granny buyin'
rising
We all smile
We all sing
Then the girl in the cafe taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by and I'm older
Memories smolder,
importer, I be that rich bitch
Stack banks by the chips, check it
I spot hits like Spud Mackenzie, I'm Leona Hemsley
Taxes is gettin' axes
It's essential for
The trick to happiness is to ignore anything negative you might
Feel about yourself
That people don't really like you that much
That you got fat
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