Lyrics:
wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging shit
Going once, going twice
Sold! to that nigga name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
help
In our land of milk and honey, there's a man who is counting the stars
His name is old Bob, talk to him if you meet him, he is the one who will bark
made
Was one step farther from everything that I
Love and to what? A
World of dysfunction, disrespect
And distrust come to think of it
It is sort of like
so fuckin bad, I out bitches in a bad mood
He watch me walk by, now his lil bitch got a attitude
You bitches is beneath me, you can't reach my fucking
ain't
Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank
And I hope I don't get robbed by you know who
Make me donate some G's to the boys in blue
And if I
what that is..
What is prejudice?
Hmm, I think its when someones sick.
Rise and shine, boys!
One, two, three, four! One, two, three, four!
sparkles in the mundane
In a world where uniqueness reigns
Is it special if we're all in the same frames?
Bob Bland arranges gnomes with flair
Sees
parasites
Chillin like villain
Waiting for the killin
Hungry l am
Pm to am
Food l need
Like water to a desert
Question my method
It hard for the gifted
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Yo
You know who it is
Yeah
ROSHWORLD on the beat
Ayo, Tanner. This is for you
Let's do this
It was a hot, sizzling day in the streets of Irvine
Hot
geeked, on fleek, plaid chic boutique
Got a turtleneck for every single occasion
And if you don’t get it yet here’s an equation
Mc2 is always gonna equal me
out
Prove yo'self, killers in pursuit of clout
It felt wrong, but who is you to doubt
Look, my master plan was buy a pound and then move it south
on a while
Two days ago
She wrote away
To a mail order guru
Her postal sage
Who promised answers
By return of mail
Explaining why
Sometimes it seems
The world
bitch about a month ago
Picked up the phone I'm like who the fuck is this
She asking for some money I said bitch get off my dick
Cause everybody else
Well, the first thing I want to say is??Mandate my ass!?
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not
team is a magazine of M-16's
But we calmly, defeat your army, by blowin steam
Noisy as a thousand barkin dogs, rap's sweat hogs
Welcome back
guitar
Here is surf rock lesson 101
Dick Dale, Nokie Edwards, Paul Johnson
I think it started 1961
Mr. Moto and Lets Go Trippin
Single coil pick ups walk
Whip so clean, it got that, off the lot look
They lied to ur face wit that limit is the sky hook
The easiest thing to be in life is broke
It ain’t always
strange is it?
With a super flex
First address in the game don't it suck eh?
In the same flame we burn together eh
You so light ima call you feather weight
- Incredible
T for Technical, A - Analytical
L for Lyrical, who? Bobby Digital
[Outro: RZA (Prodigal Sunn)]
(Yeah, we gon' take it back RZA)
Who
custody
I told myself it’ll be whatever it’s meant to be
Followed by an eventually
But I’m sick and tired of waitin’ and runnin’ while time is runnin’ out
Rolling up some killer
Pouring up some raw
Who is that just passed by in that drop top "oh that's Dolph""
When I was 9 my cousin showed me a whole
to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La-la-la-la-la-la-locked
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
[Marc 7]
It's all splendid
Yeah, like Kevin Lockerbie
Rockin' some beige Wallabees
Blinded by the mockery
[Soup]
Time is never stoppin' me
Drop
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