Lyrics:
Intro: In 2002 Tech N9ne called the industry a bunch of punks, fast forward to the present, Now there all a bunch of mumblen pussies, Hey! Let’s
a cap in some punk-ass bitch
I have 47 AKs, and 17 glocks
I shot your mama who’s gay, with my semen from my cock
OK, my rap has gone on too long,
And I
Wit' these mags and these techs
I be the next nigga to ball
In your shift,flip the script
See another chapter has been
Written in this game
Project pat
still a bum begging for change
Trying to front like your new and really nothing has changed
You ain't underground, your locked in a dungeon with
matter what you do
All I want to do is take care of you
Everything I have in my life, I'll share with you
This soul of mine has been possessed by you
processed by you
Darling my heart has been obsessed with you
Just look at me I'm not the man I used to be
I used to be proud I used to be strong
But
Ha, on the lay back
Straight hustlin' going on, now, let's begin
The master of the ceremony just walked in
With his little homies and the fifth
Ha, on the lay back
Straight hustlin' going on, now, let's begin
The master of the ceremony just walked in
With his little homies and the fifth
rappers on the Game and God has a way
I mfana wa mutsonga niri ni khomeli la waswitwa
Nikhome bhanga n tsemelela ey
I mfana wa mutsonga niri ni khomeli la
Hippie YoLAY
Switching up with ya
I'm tryna tell you baby
You and I
Its what i want
See i can feel ur energy
I've notice that you've changed why
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got
As for everything that has happened today
I am extremely sorry that
Wasn't handled in private
This really wasn't in my control, all I
Can say is
butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got
selection
Thirty six-twenty- four-thirty six
Ha ha, only if she's 5'3
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got
selection
Thirty six-twenty- four-thirty six
Ha ha, only if she's 5'3
So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got
fools I paid my dues
I do anything to be cool
It's funny how time flies
In the blink of an eye,
Ya see years of ya life go passin' by
As I try
a white smile
Government listens to ears for the right mile
Time passes but that distance stays the same
My grasp of mental fitness is what has changed my
we can change it
Even though we all know the game's set
We just have to play it
But we can change our fate when
I changed my fate, faith and face
I
can't believe we're playing this game
I can't believe it's all the same
Can't believe nothing has changed
Can't believe I'm here again
Can't believe
at all the fuss and alle the mess you’re caused Your soul confused by dreams you’ve changed illusion was your game Now you’re alone and you look back
nothing is different, that no-one has changed
Nothing has changed
I stand by my lover as she stands by me
Chained to my lover as she's chained to me
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