Lyrics:
By the way, is a ghetto up in heaven, my n-? (Jesus)
If it is, keep the chariot revvin' my n-, yeah (Lord)
That's what my mama be sayin'
And before
My entrance is what's between
When I exit, it's Evidence left on the scene
Alchemist cut the record down to the bone
And with a record like this I
the flow like)
Double R
Been a star
Shining bright
Uh
Like a light yea yea
Woah
Getting right back on
Sanchez what it is
Sanchez on the beat
Do it
And someone tell my mama no college degree
Coz I don’t got no time
It’s allowed to get a cross when you getting double crossed by your own mans
It’s allowed
(parent)
Don't push your daughter in my face, and tell me that it's okay (my face, okay)
'Cause your agenda is to get paid, and get mad when it don't go
Claiming you're a killer when
You a Christian cause it makes
You sound like an idiot
You need to tell these people
Who you really is that Philly kid
Who got
avowals of
Religious faith to maintain an
Aura of respectability our
Civilization, such as it is
Was shaped by religion
And the men who aspire to public
shit it's Ice Rasta," is what my friends say
But I'm not Eric Andre, I don't play any games
I'm gonna be a teacher helping kids with math
Be like
Dirty Sanchez, and I got dirty presidents
Tell your bitch that we at
The back door kicking it
Mix the light of hash with the spliff in it
My lungs
(Jesus)
It's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside (Lord)
Tell me if you know someone that needs (Jesus, Lord)
Donnie, Ye, what up n-?
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
out in Canada
That's Trudeau
I ain't never lied in my prime
How I minister the flow is unknown
They don't know where it's comin' from
Like phone calls
ascend
c god to the prophets
Schwifty like Sanchez so give me what
I'm the finest in the club sippin' so high
cnd the Raf is in my stub I'm getting so fly
problem, cause and solution. Free your mind. It's like, we all think that the gospel is join and church building, and that's deception, you know. The real
bitches heard What's
Ya Phone # and thought y'all could fuck with
Me in the bedroom
(I like it, I like it, I like it
Do you like it)
This is just to tell
his head
"That's not risky that thought is dead, " he
Says "It's like, 'You know, I rhyme, too' "
Turning to me, Pharrell says
"I always call him
finna start spittin'
All these haters are like paper
And I'll grab them and rip it
All these rappers be rappin'
They spittin' nonsense
Their bars was
Ohh! Stat Quo! Here we go!
C'mon, c'mon! You ready? (Ha)
Let's do it, man (Uh, uh, uh, uh-uhh)
Shady, Aftermath
(Sound, without focus, is just
Nicko: Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not 'andling it the right way.
Steve: You don' fink o' fings like that Nick.
Nicko: But that's
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is
the bottom
It ain't shit change (Damn)
Had to ice up my body like I got wrist pain
(Yes, sir)
Neck strain, team is on my back (Yes, sir)
Still we schemin' for
It's shakin' like I'm pulled over by a white cop
It shakin' like a virgin, 'bout to give up the box
Told 'em this ass a miracle, like my name Watts
I
Uncle Fester
Lo-lo-lo-Lopez, your moms call me Frankie Sanchez
On deck with penis out, pine tar like Tony Perez
Big battin average, send your
made
Was one step farther from everything that I
Love and to what? A
World of dysfunction, disrespect
And distrust come to think of it
It is sort of like
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