Lyrics:
Im too slimy Anaconda
I be fucking on yo mama
Riding presidential like Joe Biden
Chop
Choppa bullets hotter then a sauna
Purple in the Styrofoam
Me and broski just turnt on
I can see by the look in your eyes when it comes to this life you ain't on what I'm on
She was so confused when that
Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite,
like you, got real meaning
I'm like the low-ridas, I like the oldies
You know songs, like Agony and Ecstacy by Smokey
You's a phony, I heard
condoms, 2 dice and 1 bag of dope
Ooh, Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Decon is a pimp, you could tell by his ice
Mother Parks said, "Brother
action
Superstar bitch
Over here relaxing
Smooth like a dancer
Michael Jackson
Can a nigga please come through
Can he have some
She ask me why I brought
Well, brother Joe never had a lot
He became a man of God
Started preaching at the church down by mile marker 17
He works his days, he works his
Joe
He talk that shit to make
Them hoes and niggas violent
Every one of my gorillas play with
Ks and they 'bout it, lil' soldier
Send a hundred bands
D. Major baby
I've been scarred by your love, left my heart bleedin'
My soul posted in the shadows with some dark demons
I'm on the E-way in
was spent on my bail
High off these drugs, just to get me to sleep in the trap
I didn't wanna get raided by 12
I might come off cocky but some call it
And you know it's never heated
I don't understand why these hoes feel conceited
Don't want to get by
Just want to get high
And live a bit if that's alright
and still remain loyal
On the hip-hop throne amongst kings, I've been doin' it
Rock, Rob, Joe, and Big E is one unit
Supreme force, ever since Main
and most kings I been doin it
Rock, Rob, Joe, and Big E is one unit
Supreme force, ever since Main Source, my nigga
Shoulda had yo ass drunk like
(This is live and direct)
(Others such as myself are trying to carry on tradition)
(Carry on tradition)
Got Statik, and I'ma select
Mic check 1,2,1,2
Welcome
20th and Jackson
That empty building right across from Franz is
Where the last place I ever called home was
Four years, we watched a whole
your prada, jock escade
You lookin' hotter by the minute honey come to poppa
I love the way you always smellin' nice
Your eyes mesmerize, make me
and loose her
I'm the man of the hour
Make it rain when it comes to the dollars
Cuff your chick when she's by your side
I will act dumb like she's not your
hands
Words they be changing lands
Remember me when I
Hit the stage and say
Everybody throw your hands
Up in the sky
Can I be by your side
Can I come
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
And you ain't come from the bottom, you by the basement, uh
Me and you was splittin' chicken wings from Harold's Chicken
Me and you, goin' house to house
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
flambé
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunct
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come
flambé
Your nine spray, my mind spray
Malignant mist that'll leave comp defunct
The result's your remains stuffed in a car trunk
You couldn't come
men in desperation
Everybody's paranoid bout a nuke nation, then along comes Joe and drops our expectations
Look at the new normal, I know times change
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