Lyrics:
sense of security got shot to hell
I was sitting on my couch face drowning in tears
Feeling trapped by the wall in my fears
Made aware of my fragility
I
and get beheaded when
I swing my syntax like a scimitar
Similar to Sinbad, you'll get schooled by my seminar
You still haven't learned what your limits
what
When situations get bad
When times get sad
Gotta keep yo mind up
Gotta keep ya grind up
From 99
Never let it behind
[verse 3:]
Just gotta
the same, for a senseless refugee
Quicka-ly get bout yo hog cause in the wind Fly must be
Now you not so cool to me, stranger changin' like the weather
Right
a game in my vein
Verse 1: Mac
Murda murda I wrote it in braile
Uncut, lyrical dope, certified by my scale
The homicide rapper, there'll never be another
get the boot
Size 10 to the chinny-chin-chin-a
And like that I had to do-koo-kin ya
So get ghost, adios, hit the roses
You been waved, my peace of mind
Shut ya mouth get on the couch put this thug in you
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
You said I'm too young look who sprung
This thug like a drug and I got you
firecrackers, stackin' my foes like bricks,
Hoes on the mic like tricks,
Get 'em up hit 'em up, lit 'em up, I move too quick
Chorus:
y'all niggas ain't got no
(Rodney O)
The bass that's in your face, sho' nuff shrugs your face
Just like you got sprayed by a can of mace
You see your speaker is movin,
Goes a little something like this
Hit it
Looked into my eyes as she passed me by.
A smirk on her face as she turned and said hi.
Standing over
Get over here like Kombat
More tools is what I need in war
Stay on point and that
Roadblock, traffic, leave a gap
In front of the whip, in case man
You off serving three pills
The Glock by the steering wheel
You must think you Obama, huh?
You ridin' 'round causin' problems
You think nobody
Scotty leaves for the club at a quarter to three
Skate boards warp speed script under his sleeve
Upper west, open mic, checks in with Heavy Harry
Gannoe is bij me ben ready voor drie (mathafack)
Vroeger op chance in KIA (tss)
3Robimayne fack ik (ts)
Of hiya (hiya)
Amsterdam brakka's en oevoe's
rewrote the rewrite
I sort of enjoyed it
I threw out the story
I'm meeting an agent
We'll all get together on Sunday
We're opening doors
to the school with a strap like
This is for the bitch that never noticed me
This is for the teachers that said I had trouble focusing
One shot two, three four
And it's three o'clock in the morning
And I'm on the street again
I disobeyed another warning
I should've been in by ten
And I won't get out 'til Sunday
the mothafuckin' window (buh, buh, buh)
.556 for a couple of yo' kinfolk
Spilt the double cup in the back of the Benz-o
Three hundred black out, Max out (buh,
I've never been out of Tulsa before
I wonder what it would be like
I've never known anybody to leave
Most people get stuck here for life
My brother
to the O-G-O
The N-O-L to the O-G-O
The N-O-L to the O-G-O
The N-O-L to the O-G-O
JESSE:
Barack Hussein? EHillary Banks? EEd McCain? E
Three sides of the same
That's the reason to show love.
With a beast stop crying,
You can get on me to find it.
Lend a hand, help a friend.
What's the reason,
Tell me what be
Don't make a sound
Three times it could be denied
It's a suicide mission
That has us by the balls
Take the front and I'll take the back
A surprise
Just a southern man going to Wisconsin
To marry a Minnesota somebody
I'm getting cold feet and I fell asleep by a cabin
That sits on a frozen lake
the beach
And roll me a fatty
And grab a case of that cold shit
You know where to catch me
Welcome to the jungle by the beach
Where the sea sounds gorgeous
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