Lyrics:
(Woo)
When my fourth album comes out
(Woo)
Nothing but a graduation and a celebration
With my nation
Apathy and anguish was my medication
Look at my
walkin' down the street with two cats by her side
The one on the right Trina, the one on her left I
We in a hot poster, studded in rhinestone
Ready to cock
Or get beat to your death like cochise,
My laws is no peace, fuck the police.
M-C's get braggin' about cash they collect,
But them chumps is like ray
the ettiquette ho
Living but heaven was close
I couldv'e get my head blown
But nigga I'm better I grown
Nigga remember the day we was recording on phones
Now
Chea, Produk, Korporate
I swear the whole vibe is different I ain't even playing games this time
Whoa....
Ops talking we was block walking
You a E
Yeah you turnt,P.J
Me and you, we should never get alone
I was out here getting bread, you was giving niggas dome
Fat blower in my hand like I'm
But you got to love yours
Cherish your domain
I like head but instead she was a migraine
Was having wet dreams
When I tried to abstain
Name the song
the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the booming system
I must be getting old cause the bass sounds
Watch out! If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the boomin' system
I must be gettin'
dressing
I just be dripped in the extra
Spent like eight racks on this fit
You can jus tell by the letter
And we pop out wherever
Ain't Chuck E. get
try it, cause Jack of Spades doesn't BUY IT
He's a one man riot
Cleanin the community, of all it's debris
The see-are-I-M-E
The road was long
It’s that time of the year
I'mma grind out this year
I wish uncle E was still here
He in a better place we ain’t there
Every time I look in
security, don’t run up on me wrong
Or what the fuck, you thought this shit was just a song?
‘Round here, we’ve been getting business on the regular
Fiends are
blockwork
First it was bud then it was crack
I'm changing shirts like bitches not sure
They don't even know who I am
I'm running low key till my buzz
my career, then we gon’see
I hope the albums you're gonna work on
Gon’ sell a ton
But all your productions gon’ flop
I took that personally, felt like
a room’ that is not my own’
I look around up outta tune, like this not my song’
I see a boo, lookin hotta than poo N’step over‘da lou like I was
Yup
Lo$t in paradi$e
Uh
Uh
Look
Aye they say the
First love is the sweetest
But the first cut is the deepest
And I still haven't healed
The blood
So ya my momma made me but hip hop raised me
[Classified:]
My favorite rap album ever
Jeeze, let me see
Somewhere in between blueprint by Jay-Z
a pace not to murder all them guys
Two years later
I'm two years late
I was tryna pave a way and I'm glad that you could relate
The Wait's over, let's eat
bang bang knocking at my door
I looked up it was my motherfucking landlord, let him in quick
Followed by the sheriff deputy trying to come in
Every po
try it, cause Jack of Spades doesn't BUY IT
He's a one man riot
Cleanin the community, of all it's debris
The see-are-I-M-E
The road was long
It's like this and like that and like this
I try to put my Anger to the pen instead of fists
I'm never giving in, I gotta Take This World By Storm
Until
Song lyrics
Hook:
I wear my stunna Glasses at night
So i can So i can Go
Scraper Whip Them whistlin pipes
I wear my stunna Glasses at night
so i can
try it, cause Jack of Spades doesn't BUY IT
He's a one man riot
Cleanin the community, of all it's debris
The see-are-I-M-E
The road was long
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