Lyrics:
out the big guns
Oh, and put your freakum dress on
Ladies look it here
When you been with your man for a long time, oh
Every now and then you
named you Sue"
What could I do?
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
I called him my pa, and he called me his son
Come away with a different
Xscape, the man with the pen that writes the lies that hassle this man
Xscape, I do what I wanna cause I gotta face nobody but me
Xscape, got to get
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems) You know what i mean?
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
Sun roof open,
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
like who she run with
Where the fuck you been? Your pants, they don't fit
Really, honestly speaking, some things I don't get
No matter how much she
on the road to Zion, man (yeah, yeah)
Been waiting to do this track with you man, yeah
Haha, yeah, yeah (you know), they know
You got to keep on walking
like ninja
Gun nuh have no sense and it nuh have no behavior
If yu fuck yourself, mi gun get outta order
Nuh ready to kill, then wha you a do een ya?
way
[Bridge]
(Yo)
M-O-B-B-D-E-E-P man
We got guns that could take your head
Pa-Pa-Pa-Pop-Pop
[Chorus]
Shit is serious son, you niggas
just not knowing
When will tear a man apart
He's just a number not a name
And you'll get me from behind
The eyes of death are watchin' me
Just
they'll all come out missin'
You can't fuck with this here kid I ain't bitchin'
[Chorus: x12]
(Can't hold me down)
You can't get the best of me
just shut the fuck up and pass me a donut
Yeah, what's happening?
Hey what's up Dre?
Ayo Doc, what's happenin' man, you hook that shit up with 5-0?
I
Got my guns and magazines
And a red one from a beam
Nothing is quite as it seems
Fuck with me and you will see
Shoot your gun I'll make you
Can't you see we livin' in a war zone?
Guess you don't notice when you livin' in it
Like every weekend it's a man down
Ain't got no pity for
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
keep the black man down)
You know they got me trapped
(Naw, they can't keep the black man down)
Trapped
Yo, y'all seen 2Pac, man?
Y'all seen 2Pac,
clutching my breasts overwhelmed by God's test
I was God's best contemplating death with a Gillette
But no man is ever worth the paradise manifest
me pictures of the Broadway Nights
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For forty three dollars,
to the Porsche's with the wides on it
'Fore you snitches bitch, you better put your lives on it
Get you twisted by the ? with them wires on it
I get my money
can't say it
'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit)
People just get sick 'cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble
by the neck
Any way I touch you, walk with me..
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. GRRRRR
This ain't the way it's supposed to be (B.S.!)
This ain't the way it's
Rooks get tooken by the Knight
Lose they Crown by tryna defend a Queen
Checkmate, in 4 moves the Bobby Fischer of rap
With raw moves in a time where
I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
Don't you push me baby,
'Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm
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