Lyrics:
what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I'll always leave you
all the shit and attack
Why you persist to just sit there and lack
Just too much slack
Just too much fat
Just too much chat
Always just lying
the lambs
To my man Jazzy Jay, silence the lambs
To my partner Diamond D, silence the lambs
To my man Fat Joe, silence the lambs
[A.G.]
Now who's stepping
Yeah, turn me up a lil' bit more
Just a lil' bit more
Boy just say picture me grapin'
Ayy
Ayy
Oh, they gon' fuck on with this right now
Ayy,
the streets don't play fair
Niggas mad cuz you got more rides than the state fair
Terrified I can't lie boy I stay scared
So I keep a lotta toys like
i handle
As much as that’s necessary nigga
Ain’t much more that you could tell me nigga
So obessed with these dreams, i been planted the seed
Never
go, we go
I pass my April fools in monster may
I pass by so much bull I should say "ole!"
I got friends named raggedy Ann and Andy
Call my "bon
The first day after
The last one's disaster
I shaved my head
Wished I was dead
So much for happy endings
The next month killed me
Got fat with dirt
close up
Body what's the hold up, hold on
So much we need to get done
I think the world needs us
Hero or villain, I hit a ceiling
Do I give my life for
ooh
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'll bring more, much more to the board
I'll draw guns, be the first slingin' mud
Whole lotta women and even old
have changed and I’m used to you not being there
So now I no longer wonder nor do I care
You could be dead for all I know
Even more fucked up in your
dough out my ass
It's like, how much fight I got left in me?
Niggas won't be happy till they bring the fuckin' death of me
But you never see Joe look
like I do it for my job
I don't know, if I go back to the old Joe
I'll be hang man by a gold rope
So God please don't leave
You know I've been
much more
As low as a canyon, it's carved by time
You're sweet like sugar, you're sour like lime
But so is my love for you, baby
So is my love for you
Kenievel
I send out love
Good heart
Good energy
Quick to tell
c nigga fuck you
If a nigga
Offending me
I get love
When I'm outside
So I guess
I'm
Fat
drama get the fuck up out my face
Since a kid always felt so outta place
Teachers ask me questions I ain't had much to say
So I wait until I barely got
and exact
So he can understand
You can count on me
Like the Gap Band
And we 'on fuck
Wit' Jake
Or the fat man
And we know
What's at stake
And that's them
long to pay back (facts)
I'm havin' so much shit goin' on, I really can chill and lay back (coolin')
Just to fuck off with Fatt Fox, I went rebought
a blouse
Kick styles by the piles, as I leave a trail for miles
Skins when I please, hit from here to Tel Aviv
I'm gettin G's, no more time for the line
some more white dust
Real, oh so triil, the life's no glamour
At the end of my time is spent in a slammer
Fuckin up shit with the 9 inch chrome
So
not got a clue
wants to buy your whole world view
he's got so much more to lose
Take some time and think it through
I want to show you the truth
But I
Blazing out the sunroof, off them mushrooms, imma chase that
No more stealing, dealing xannies, pockets they gon stay fat
Stay close to the Wesson,
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more will I roam
For there will be contentment, and my heart will be at ease
Where the bellbird's call at evening floats on the mountain breeze.
So ring
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