Lyrics:
in the chamber
For the jackas and the dope fiends
Fools come short get rowdy
Kick down doors
Show mutha fuckas that ya bout it bout it
up
Keep layin' down wakin' up,
And thankin' the Lord
And 'fore you know it they gonna open the doors
True story, just prepare yourself for it,
If
Zzz Zzz Zzz Zzz
Haha
Fuck gotta Warm them damn vocals Up
Fr
Yeah
TNE Jaypee
Yessir
This song gont be called fax for a Reason
Stupid Bitch
Pussy ass
Blinded by rage
Hunt em down with some stakes
A stab to the heart then they gone
Exorcize all my demons unholy
I guess I'm just sick
Of ignoring the shots
Remember getting arrested, cops took me home
Pops waited by the door like
"Where we go wrong?"
But made it out the hood alive with no kids
I'm grown i was
dry tongues
Pity no one listened to the
Song that the spy sung
He’s down among you in a wool coat
With sharp teeth stark speech, twisted so
Piled in
birthday (Yeah!)
That's right, this is the day I was born
The music is my mama, I'm the son of song
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Papoose]
Who's that with
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
clothes get torn
By weaker Cypher men 'cause what came from my pen
Made 'em lust, now I must
Rush out the back door, in-to the alley
Girls in pursuit,
clothes get torn
By weaker Cypher men 'cause what came from my pen
Made 'em lust, now I must
Rush out the back door, in-to the alley
Girls in pursuit,
[Slug]
Now, when you come to apply for a job
Don't tell 'em you're homeless
'Cause I promise they won't hire you
And if they like your songs
slipped out, goons right by me
Hear niggas talk shit but they don't try me
Can't do front door, don't got ID
Straight up the elevator to the VIP
Drink my
When I awoke, she wasn’t there
So I scratched by balls and ran my fingers through my hair
And when I opened my eyes, I couldn’t see.
It seemed a shame
success, it determines our value
The make-up, the power, the hairspray, perfume, make-up and powder
The ratings come down to who's popular now in the song
room
Deep down I know you want me gone
So thats what I'm doing by writing this song so
Have a nice life without me
And find a special someone who makes
"Damn, nigga you just dropped"
You talking crazy claiming that you know me but you must not
He say he promote songs wrong nah nigga they just flop
I hate I
don’t want me
Till your friends leave
You drunk and alone
In your room by the phone
So you call me
Acting like it’s my responsibility At half past 3
Cause
David for see something …
Who don face God No fit de face disgrace
bring your mind down
Make you no go frustrate
1 plus 3 go still give you the answer
Where's Batman I've been all thru Gotham
Did Robin get robbed by the rich too Bruce
This Tra3duce sip this hundred Proof
Middle class disappeared now
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
niggas be rocking them medals no heavy metal
Flower boy I petal to the metal
Bad girl what's makes you so special?
It's probably the tiddies or some
My
to explain this?
Feel reclused in my own body
Feeling trapped by my old ideas
The spew out shit on my new I.Ps
The VIP credentials got me feeling so special
happen
Hugs and kisses
Special feelings come by
Then every moment comes and flips around your life
Love, everyone is killin it
Love, and she's not feelin
Its currently 3 am over here
we walking out the door looking at the stars going on a long walk
Usually high out orbit tend to moonwalk
Sometimes all
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