Lyrics:
channel5, 36, 46, click click, yo ain't that a bitch?
Hell, is what you sell on a large scale.
Profit for misery, you know it's sick.
The people that you
You drowning by the conditions that we are surrounded by
The shit that we hate is the shit that we bounded by
See truth is when somebody stop
Or abridging the freedom of speech or of the press
Now if they ban me, I don't give a fuck
Chalk it up as experience (yeah, bad luck)
Because I'm ballin'
circle, the same homies
My same niggas, no new friends
Since day one, nigga no loose ends
Just a young nigga, outchea erry day
I'mma get it by any
smoked up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a nigga, I know she tryin' to fuck
But her hommie wanna play G.I. Joe
Hommie you better check yo hoe before yo big
The year is 2000. All the real motherfuckers left
PMD Def Squad & Hit Squad and the virus
I'll tell you who I be (check it)
Erick
circle, the same homies
My same niggas, no new friends
Since day one, nigga no loose ends
Just a young nigga, outchea erry day
I'mma get it by any
think her
Ass kinda just being silly
She started some problems? Yo what
The fuck is the dealy
She saying that she just felt
Like it and I'm like yo, wait,
to the tails
Searchin' for heaven and livin' in hell
They say I'm wrong for teaches this on
Fuck what you believe, can't heal by myself
That's the way I'm
busted is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke by my mouth taste like big ? like my nigga Yukmouth
I
wheres ya rhyme tell me buck wheat.
[Buck wheat]
Buck wheat is a waskal
thats no Chrismas
and all the toys, boys and girls
fuck ya wishes
I got happy over
a story?
Hell yeah!
Me too!
Yes Hunnie I'm a tell you a story
About the bad ass Eazy E
He was drinkin' whiskey and gin at the age of three
clubbin' we be clubbin')
[Verse 2: ]
We gettin' in free so what the fuck now
WSCG just touched down
Show a nigga 'round
Least take a nigga
off ask him, who the fuck you talking to ?
Here's a notice
Tryna steal your time like Mr. Smith
Will you Focus
Lose ya mind in this new shit
prayers ain't working
Fuck religion if there's a heaven or a hell shit I'm still waiting
Tell god to make his judgement and show me my destination
All these
You already know, ha-ha, Slot-a-lot, SoSoDef
And if you're a bad chick get on the floor and
How the, hell did you get all of that in dem jeans?
You already know, ha-ha, Slot-a-lot, SoSoDef
And if you're a bad chick get on the floor and
How the, hell did you get all of that in dem jeans?
assimilating an army,
It was night of the living dead at the dawn of the base heads,
Devils pot in hells kitchen cooked up by the feds,
cmericas nightmares for
[Reversed message by Jamie Madrox]
My religion is my religion and that's for me to know.
The lotuspod is in the picture and in the dark is how we roll.
We
a nigga love to get buck wild
Pow come fuck with me now (now, now)
This is my family, this is my family, my family
This is my family, this is my
she said somethin' about the cost (say what?)
Man, that same bus stop
Is where I dropped that bitch back the fuck off
You can't ride my bird (you
SK
Verse1:
Dip on a bitch with my boyz
Christian Dior
We lit like the forth
Got the top going north
That coop is a sport
Take me a tour
Bihh
the hell you in your feelings can do bad all by myself so why the fuck I need attention being broke bad for my health I been grinding like I got children
just saying
Don't even know what to call that
Burning in hell?
My dad is so proud of me, hahaha (Ha ha ha)
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