Lyrics:
I don't think he hear me thou I'm always doing wrong
Stuck inside a place
Where mostly niggas die
You barely see your 16th, believe me this is not
WestSideTrappin', this is California love
California thugs, thizzin' off the California drugs
Right before a lick, I'm listening to DMX
Nicholas Cage then I'm gone in
against the stereo-mono-typical
Visualising wealth is not applicable
Now, my brain cries out for me to read
With movement inspired by Johnsy D and Benjy
a nigga
Melanin scheme is telling 'em squeeze
Shell an MC to breeze
Ease G', tell like Aviv
Felony three on melody schemes
They selling them dreams dMX is
and heavy as a Chevy and in fact
The Pharcyde is coming and I hope we're not wack
But at this point there's no turning back
But to be exact, I've got more
here
Friend: I told you its a nasal problem and hannah I
brought someone who wants to meet you
Lilly: No way I promised are larva We'd be home by 10
And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around
You wrote it in your email that you're sad and lonely
'Cause a girl in college has stolen your heart
And so my estimation of the situation
Is I
It's the return, East Atlanta, Santa!
Off the wall, off the chain
Off the top, I'm off the leash
So many freaks coming by the spot
Had to move,
Powder, set, yes
Came out impressed
Kill them in that dress
(Kill them in that)
I'm beautiful
I know it's so
I'm beautiful [x2]
See you in that
Yeh
Long live the OG's DMX and Kobe
Heatin up the summer man you know I'm from the Show-Me
I tell em my feelings and she pray I don't get cold feet
Is why am I always so emotional
(x4)
(FARCE)
What is there to ache for when you're feeling old?
The consequence of wheels coming to a halt
No fear
of pliers
look out cortez is coming back
And he won't be in no paper sack
He's healed and he's fired up
For rooster hill
well Saturday night rolled around
to make it by
Praying for my shift to come and take away the pain
That day is finally here [Repeat: x3]
New shoes, new clothes, new whip, new chain,
New
yourself a drink
I left your next clue by the sink
It should be a box with your name
Open it up see what inside whatever it is put it on
And head
She's a ten, ten plus
And yes, Jah created her for all of us
And the first one to catch her love
Is the winner
She's a ten, ten plus
And yes, Jah
And took their chance with the Neo-liberal Whore
Generation W, Generation X, Generation Y is coming next
We're the Generation X they say, but Generation Y
Back to black and gold valleys
Dit knees with the creases
Pullin' youngin' by the coattails
Schoolin' 'em who the beast is
I pray this flow is dumb
sound hot
'Cause if you ain't a perfect ten, my sign is stop
It's twenty mother-crooked-fuckin' styles in 'em
Like women in denim, I'm in 'em for
featuring Gerald Levert
[Mack 10]
This song is dedicated
to all the up and coming rappers singers hustlers actors
Whatever you
dat's no
Lie well ah dat's no lie
Cause girl my world is coming to ah enda
Definitely check for you dis
Message come fi senda
You meh wha fi wake and see
before he drop a cat
Trynna hang on feel like I'm slipping shit I feel like DMX
If you ain't fucking then I'm off you bitch I'm on to the next
Baby you
Burn! Your! Friends! [Repeat: x4]
Living is easy
With your eyes closed by and by
Do you wake up
Do you wake up and cry at night
The evil
And in last place by ten lengths I believe it is, yes,
It is Feitlebaum.
Around the turn,
Heading for home,
It's Stu Chan and Dog Bisquit and Girdle in
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