Lyrics:
prison ain't change me
All it did was make a nigga crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck for?
All I know now is to get out and go for
once, prison ain't change me
All it did was make a nigga crazy deranged see
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck for?
All I know now is to get out
then turn around
And make new fears
I've been waiting so long
And now it's gone
Let's celebrate
Til it's so late
The party dies
The concrete dries
up
Road by me on the corner, I'm a hold my nuts up
Its finna fuck you wit' dat
But if you a sewer skank let me hit dat
'cause I'm Violent J, ain't even
free
Home boy ask me if I been to the surface
Standing on stage taking flicks got me nervous
All up in my face when I'm trying to be working
Sit your
free
Home boy ask me if I been to the surface
Standing on stage taking flicks got me nervous
All up in my face when I'm trying to be working
Sit your
Southern California
Uh fresh off the runway, today gon' be a good day
Her first time in LA, she heard 'bout Secret Sunday
Party on roof top, convertible
(Talking muffled by loud beats)
Check this out fool
I'm at this party
These two bitches lookin' hella pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on they
would Reverse shit
I might shit on you cause I can
I ain't perfect
Don't be deceived by what I portray
On the surface
But shit
That be my life though
""Welcome to my team. The game is on. Play by the rules or you're gone. I'm aiming for gold. I'll pursue my goal and see how our night will finally
skirting. I crashed your graduation party, left your tassel burning. I'm with the band of the hawk, we cover ground by the second like ticking hands
the surface
But we just wanna party at the circus
We just wanna party never wanna grow up
All my friends are really knarly all they know is go nuts
If she
all up on the mic and chop reality?
Anytime I come, they's around the party
I'mma jump on the mic with the Brand New Heavies and
Ooh, lots of talk, ?
ain't gonna stop
So we do what we want
Get a psycho dog
Still doing what we want
Buying a brand new house
No guest or party is going down
We've got one
got to fly away
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Look sometimes it ain't worth it
A lovely outer surface
A pity party I'm throwin'
Sometimes I feel so
an agent spying through my phone
He's lurking in my mind, he can surface anytime
Compel me to descend to hell alone
Now back to my life to my work
between it I became it, cold and calculated
clways measured by a golden calculator, now the earth is quakin
Cuz I cease to lurk beneath the surface waitin
promos, photos
Conference, contracts, constant combat
The psycho's cycle burnin' me out
I just wanna rock the mic and turn the party out
Earn a little
of Moby on the surface of the sun
I want
To party naked on a school bus full of nuns
I want
A bumper pool table and a robot pelican
There ya go, Santa
I'm
Bitch I'm Vier
Bitch I'm Vier
Santa Maria just wants to party
She lost in the jungle, on her safari
Santa Maria just wants to party
She lost in
Woke up in my zone
Had to get the dough
Getting out of time
Loosing up my mind
Psycho I’m psych
Have to survive
Hustle and grind
Get out
classics is what they used to say before
Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose
They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they
right by the ounce
If the police pull me over I ain't ever comin out
But ay salute to all my soldjas out their slinging all them rounds
They bring
the rolodex, I'm goin' through a cycle
I ain't really wanna party, but I might go psycho, like
What up with it? I'ma kill it, I'mma hit it baby, step back
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