Lyrics:
may think I've set out to offend you, nah hardly
Please don't think this album's an original story
This already happened, y'all just think about Ravi
don’t think that Ima clock in
Dropped a whole ‘nother album
I’m make it to the top yeah
With the way these rappers look at me
I think I’m becoming
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
sir
If I keep getting over-looked by selection
(Hello?)
I need a beat from Statik Selektah (I do)
Yes, I just switched up the flow
But I didn't mess up
tryna make me smile, say she like it when I grin
"Nardo, let me in your heart," not by the hair that's on my chin
Don't make promises I can't keep, no,
to switch the hue 'cause them LA boys smuggy
But more likely to get hurt by somebody who love me
My lady, she don't trust me (nah), know I'm a sick puppy
nigga, Boogs
He got killed by a best friend He got killed by a best friend
So I need to know Baby, would you ride around for me
Down to die for me? Hit
Do you ever think about me?
Although you're probably busy
Playing with the boys in the backstreet
Oh god I'm a stupid lazy
Fuck up
Every day I wake
that you might try weighin' it
Hated by many but I hate 'em back
Loved by troopers who know where it's at
You might like me, might think I'm wack
But
have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?) *Bang*
Boy ya should have known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?) *bang*
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz
up for a milli
I seen Warriors fall by the achilles huh
I put my life on this
I don’t want advice on this
They can’t put a price on this
The pressure's
talcum (talk to 'em)
Try to slide, you gon' die, you know the outcome (you know what's up, nigga)
Before I even got signed, or dropped an album
I was in
turn away
From the boys in the band
Who'll lead you into trouble
As you're falsely comforted by their hand
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
When the odds stacked up against you, if nothin' eventually ain't gained
Gotta do more than sit and complain
Every album I made was a product of pain
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’m sorry them boys made it and you niggas didn't
I’m sorry we in the building and you niggas ain’t
So sorry
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
this work is the magnum opus of the Horsehunters collective
A culmination of our expedition
I understand that before listening to an album, everyone has
and you, boy, I swear we not the same
He say he better than me, that's all lies
Says she never did these drugs all night
We eating good, they cannot
serve them dope boys
I see so many crack babies and laid bitches
Out by the bus stop hounded for a nigga's riches
I just fuck em' then duck em' and then
album a nick at a time
Pushing that work but they hate on ya boy
It be the niggas that you call ya boy
Muting these niggas I don't need the noise
They try
annoying is that annoying as Poison and the birth of rap
This is the Boys To Men Album meets Johnny Cash ain't no boys on this album only Nash
A boy who
heard it sound so sweet since then
Now his feet begin to tap
A little boy says I'll take your hat
He's caught up in the magic of her smile
And leap
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