Lyrics:
bitch)
These are the tales that I tell so well (Short Dog)
I'm thinking way back, it's been a long long time
In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
I like
blacking
My actions Michael Jackson
The boy under pressure is like going diamond
But first lefts reach platinum
I got a Drac and that b**ch got 11 hits on my
Re up on Monday sell out by the Thursday
Bro caught a case he ain't beat it the first day
Tell em' lil youngins' to get em' the worst way
I'm ona'
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
that I'm great but why is it I'm feeling decent
Don't you tell me my shit hot if you not gonna like my recent
Earthquake, too many fakes caught in my
weightly
When I spit, they hate me
'Cause lately, I'm bring earthquakes
And half the road ladies wanna breed my baby
It's crazy, that's on the first date
But
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
a lot to say and we hardly spoken
I can see it in your face that marked me chosen
Met first time last night, I can't get you off my mind
No use lying with
chance I take it to say thank you
For being shelter when the earthquake shake
All you did as a kid my first birthday cake
Putting food in my belly
Peanut
Bivins
And make another bad creation
After that, I'm facing the mics in the radio stations
Saying it's about to sprout (first serve, move out)
Who
Jimmy Kimmel: My guest tonight is a
21-time Grammy award winning performer
Who last month threatened his very existence
By threatening one
devastate these reprobates
By emptying the clip
With every ego trip
My pistol grip tightens
I'm the largest of titans
Defining one-upmanship
One punch man in
a bitch even understand? (huh?)
Race, Race
Gotta coupe straight from space (Zoom!)
Wraith, Wraith
So much stars in my face (ching ching, bling!)
First place
And the dwarfs of falseness throw mud at your back
Guided by spells from the old seer's hands
You're suffering pain only steel can stand
Stay well on your way
a heartache
This shit is real got me laying flat, pancake
Flip me over with a pan, chingings in my back
I'm shaking like an earthquake
Really? they called her
missing
And now you see me winning got my first step in the right direction
My family of fans spread like a deadly infection
Every day I take another step
popped when you fuck up
Yo my man's them are madness
Orientate always the mandate
First bump caused an earthquake
Man's shit deeper than the surface
Road
obsessed, by the sounds, the track possess
Intellectual, killer, special majestical
Ropin up the devils have em hangin from my testicles
Nowhere to run
somebody else got to wait
Seven hundred billion but my old neighborhood
Ain't nothing changed but the date
[Chorus]
Ain't nothing ever come from
willing to
Fill up the spaces that I couldn't use
Nonetheless, I've been practicing my whole life
Washing dishes, playing drums, and getting by
Until I
face
Got the flow that you can't make
The flow that you can't break
Keep my punches by the two
I serve em up a plate
Call it Tuesday special
When im
like that nigga Smurks
Say
Broad day ten mil, thought it was a earthquake
Bitch, I been a rhude boy what my fuckin' shirt say
Hunnid bowls in the trap,
Not my first rodeo, I’ve been down this road before
I know where to go, static on the radio
Tells me I’m alone, I am sucking on your bones
The crows
the clubs happy, no hatin'
More Henny, more blunts circulatin'
My single in rotation on every radio station
Eyes popped when I drove my
First ride
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