Lyrics:
rhyme Nothin' like you're in there nuttin' for the first time
That's the type of shit they never tell you now
Bitches come and go I know I know you
I grab de 9 n' de clip and go to murder motherfuckers at night
Because I'm startin' to feel
I'm sittin' in a cell with a crimerz too tragic it
two for the bitches
Three to get ready {cause I feel I finally did it
Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished
Turn that motherfucker
I'ma finish him off with a four nickel
I be thinkin' 'bout Dump all over the time
This shit just don't feel right (ooh)
I don't go to no club, I be
They like, "Get in yo' bag," bitch, I been in mines
If Mel order four I probably send him five
Kill down cannon wit' me Crippin' tryna kill a 5
Oh
To the end, my friend
I'm seein' nothin' but my dreams comin' true
While I'm starin' at the world through my rearview
See, I'm seein' nothin' but my dreams
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan on stoppin' at all
I want this shit forever, mane, ever,
He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac we just eatin' off rap
One love
[Chorus]
[Just Blaze]
It ain't over, Ladies and gentleman, I go by the name
so I know what's up
On these silly games that's played by the women
I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em
But you know, I'm a menace to society
Boys he made his fame
Well the caller called Casey
Bout half past four
He kissed his wife
At the station door
He stepped into the cabin
With
tonight, tonight
Smokin' on you, shores, ain't two-nine, yeah, two
I am the omega, pgLang, Rollie gang, SIE
Don't you address me unless it's with four
Boys he made his fame
Well the caller called Casey
Bout half past four
He kissed his wife
At the station door
He stepped into the cabin
With
firetrucks! Time to go back to the station!
1
2
3 little firetrucks
4
5
6 little firetrucks
7
8
9 little firetrucks
10 little firetrucks hurrying by
10 little
that made 'em go wack four, I don't like those niggas
Got these ho's on my trail and you know I don't show no feelings
I ain't alright, lil daddy
to box boy don't consider it
Ingenuous, used to be a good boy
Nine millimeter got my new toy
Let's go, shuffle for the right shot
Stick and move if you
(featuring Rhymefest)
[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
Two steps from the border line
Anything closer will kiss the nine
Think I'm out the game? You out
Let’s- Let’s talk money i talk that
I I I talk that let me- Let me- Let me talk-
Uhhhhhhh! Money by the ton
Bricks from crumbs billionaire from nothin
roll by, I got nothin' on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I'm loped up with two braids in my hair
All star with the khaki suit
I'mma fuck around
got four million in cars with nowhere to go (yeah)
Yeah, look, I'm on another level (what?), talkin' another devil (yeah)
Joe Pesci in Casino, yeah, I
Boys he made his fame
Well the caller called Casey
Bout half past four
He kissed his wife
At the station door
He stepped into the cabin
With
Killas
Got nothin' to lose, got no where to go
I only got one home see me stranded on Death Row
With Outlawz, it's Makaveli, be the general
and I be
of the rain
Boom, boom, boom
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four
of the rain
Boom, boom, boom
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four by four, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching four
[On the CB.]
Breaker, one-nine, this here's the Duck again. You got a copy on me Pig Pen, c'mon? Ah, negatory, Pig Pen, there ain't no way out 'cept
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