Lyrics:
chick, now she my new bitch
You a dog with no shots, fuckin' worm and tics
Son of God, in this world, we don't co-exist
Bitch, I shoot all my shots with
position at the top
You shit-head slimy want it alls
You bind the baby as it crawls
And crush its head, the soft new scull
Burst its brain and keep it
wreckgonize my demise
Runnin' from 4 5's spark the drive-by's
Long hot days in July, the blood dries
And the kid that didn't run is the kid who dies
The body
one more loonie, am I losin it?
[Verse 2: D-Sisive]
A new record penned, another one spins
One mixed in as the other one ends
I wonderin if the one I
You be with me in my dreams, I'm a part of yours
Five star all by myself, I accept it (I accept it)
And we're from two different worlds, but I get
five dollar
Niggas and New Jacks ain't had no pops
So early stop givin' a fuck where dude at
Funny now these niggas on my
Songs but they bums
'cause soon
far apart
Was a popular girl always on top of the world
Never scared to try something new and give it a whirl
But she had low self esteem if you know
most
Humans in the world are broken by the ghost
Shocking past, but with principles the same
As many people die and its gotta new name
There's
him and his victim
On the news at 5 o'clock
Exploited by the networks
"Hey kid, you hit the top"
From pops of glocks blood drips and bodies rot
From
the answers
That we’re afraid of
[Verse IV:]
On one point we agree,
We and our worst enemy
This new century’s fortnight
We want an answer to it all!
[Bridge
Look at all these whose, no, look at all these …
I do have the shows, I got cheese like …
Hello world, hello girls, hello fans, hello haters
We the holy
the shit, but I got more in my mind!
If you heard that green and yellow cd
You bout love a lil nigga!
You a girl, in this thug world
You might wanna fuck
"We're not drug dealerswe're fundraisers"
Check 4, 54, 5 check, Check
Now when my cousin through
In that all-blue Kitted
They was ridin down Venice
Serve a couple tables and I'm off on my Bianchi
I'm outie kemosabe weaving all these zombies by me
Money, money, money all they ever fucking say
I
when you're out of this world
Shades still on, I didn't fall in the abyss
Even though you try to push me in you bitch
Get walked on like you're scared
while you sippin' Hennessy?
Smashin a V-12 doin' one-sixty
Tryin' to get this money so we in this bitch deep.
Here's the reason why TC-1 don't
Yeah
Can you feel it
See I been over here and I been over there
Now I'm right back where I started
As I paint picturing me in this fucked up world
I
get in, we be takin over shit
An we gone off that chop-suy, marinatin
Blowin switches to da world (Bitch, fuck ya)
[Silkk the Shocker]
I'm bout
life was getting harder
She took me by the hand
We went walking in the garden
Well it's five past three in the afternoon
And the sun is burning down
to the music
Toe-slam to my jam, you can do it
I write rhymes, and to the world I'm givin'
(Get busy, Sweet Tee) That's the way I'm livin'
Leather or lace
didn't have a clue
But seems I brought the worst out in you
One day I passed by your apartment
Thinking that I'd catch some girl
Kiss you goodbye with
didn't have a clue
But seems I brought the worst out in you
One day I passed by your apartment
Thinking that I'd catch some girl
Kiss you goodbye
circumcision
And things could get more ugly than Coolio when his hair frizzin
My mind's a Warfield like Marsha or Justin
Psychosis be exploding by spontaneous
queens death threat
The five speed berry rip shit till you wet
The mack with a muscle to bust your cork bustle
I'm gone and your man smell trouble,
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