Lyrics:
reality
See, I was grindin' out my trunk, I feel like Master P
Pourin' up for them real niggas
Roll one up for them real niggas
Dope boy dreams, sip out
correct for all my Flipmode brothers
Stats ratin higher then that of single mothers
Peace to my Outz clique
Bitches that I bounce with
Everybody else
wacker
I just met a cute bitch, said she went to Stanford
I been fuckin' college girls, that then got their masters
Finally got them racks now, so what
Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger
Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr.
I'm Master P
Wanna sign with me, wanna rap with me
Then you first you gotta be a trap athelete
Get your whole clique killed for a half a p
Industry no
I played it off, stopped and I bought a Guinness Stout
Now was she shy, she didn't walk by
She came in the store then she even said hi
Curiosity
'd wonder or I might try
But, I'd rather be by myself
When I wake up
When I wake up, I
When I wake up I sink like a stone
Then I just roll over
stepping technique
Twelve hundreds master by the Shah
He's asking me to rock
So now I'm giving him the spot
Style be the lyrics I be kicking
to the other side of the world.
But life was like a dream.
A series of meaningless movement.
And then by chance she met
You and your brother.
The moment
the stick
My brother showed me how to remix the brick
You want a low price then this what you get
Change your life by the end of the year
Finesse a nigga im
'm a honeycomb master in the being in this of mine
Now Come a lil closer don't you mind
I jumped into unknown and landed the sky
I love myself better now I met
Yeah, yeah that sho' feel good
Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green
How do you do? Welcome
I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you
ain't heard of
Feel the locals show me love
Even though I ain't one
Under sun by the beach
Smoke a spliff then I'm done
Wanna be chillin with women
In
walking down the concrete stairs, And I remember, that you didn't want me there
So I pass you by in the daytime,
Then I cry in the night time,
Whenever I
a church on night and I got the holy ghost
Stay in
Then he turned around and saw his brother
He said brother where are taking my mama?
I got to know where
It's the Master, the Ace and yo, I'm black and it pays
So bust the move on the mad offbeat tip and
It's the dopest, but can you cope this, by far
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
in charge, that's all it be about
No doubt, oh yeah, listen to this here
If he got my back then whom shall I fear
Forgive, forget, the tears
earthly masters
I believed in a God but worst of all
I hated people buried by the shopping malls
I bought all that overpriced shit
Till I realized I
talkin peace
We in peaces if your asking me
My brother gettin killed by a brother
Now you see
How we become our own enemies
Cant even walk down the dam
choc chip sundae?
I met her by the seafood stall
She warmed my cockles and that's not all
Too much to drink, I'm in a two and eight
Will I make
to find it where ever it hides.
then try not to worry, dont be in denial
Oh brother, can't you see. nothing has changed i can reveal
Oh Sister, i am
Wallbanger
Conceived in the fire by you warned through disasters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr. Funkee, yes girl the black mack
I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d
Then I went and clowned the industry with ICP
Through up the 313, to let them know it was me
Esham is dope ho
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