Lyrics:
slimes, my girl
They girls appreciate y'all
In 2000
I lost my motherfuckin' bro named Bennie
(RIP Bennie) and ever since then
I've been drinking color
see the picture gettin' clearer
On the rip of this straightest of the life that I live
But uh I see em comin' before they approach
Just like
And I drew pictures everywhere I go
Then I swapped all my drawings for provisions
To get what I needed to get by
And they never found my body, boys
many fly colors on the hoe toes
God dammit, motherfucker ruling whole planet
Gimme' two times, cut no shit, nah, fuck it
I'm coming through kicked
of gun fire
Will not retire til I'm paid
Turn the base up higher
When we ride, we fly by
Bitches blow me kisses
Niggas from Compton to Brooklyn come
On get
Dazzled by deception that I have been sold
I thought every single glitter was made of gold
It was a long time ago
It was once upon a show
I drew the canvas
All I see is black crowns
King me 'cause this is my time now
So all you other niggas bow down
'Cause all I see on me is black crowns
Black crowns
to be music that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather give that
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
9/11
And what about hell and what about heaven
And is there or isn't there angels on earth
And then one guy said
Well you can take that for what it's
We had our time out in sun
We got drunk and had our fun
By the time the night drew in ten years were gone away, away!
It's a new scene that we play
shot nine times, I got shot"
Want everybody to be motherfuckin' sympathetic
A yo 50, pull your skirt down b,
A yo, niggas get shot everday b, you
a world that's gone insane
With the problems that I know we can stop
From the ruler of the world and the man on top
But the years went by, and time was
Seattle
And spent nine months inside the lions den
Met Buddha yet another time
And he showed me a glowing light within
But I swear that God is there
I loved you, you made me, hate me
You gave me hate, see?
It saved me and these tears are deadly
You feel that I rip back, every time you tried
hundreds, it'll blow a bitch mind
When I was in the jungle, we was blowin' 9s
Just hit a nigga bitch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross
the personal computer information on rap
Like the B-I-Z Markie says, I'll make your toes tap
I format the rhymes, step by step
Make em sound def to maintain
[Cocking of a gun, followed by gunshot repeated throughout.]
Bone thugs-n-harmony. I know you niggas been waitin' for this for a
long time. Well, here it
get so bored as time goes by, I think I'll do something dirty
I pick at the floor for juicy butts and I'll make myself a smoke
A bog roll and envelope
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
[Snoop Dogg]
Eastside
Yeah
Fell good we got homeboyz out there that look out for
That's on the real
I mean the real homeboy it's hard to come by
to be there by nine
Pinstripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's the wife
The year I was goin' live it up
Now I'm never going to live it down
Twenty-nine
By now I thought I'd have it figured out
But I've never felt as lost
me
I wake to the same distress
Has this time all been meaningless?
I self-medicate
By pulling the threads
Of this bedrock apart
A cathartic embrace
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