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sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No
Yeah, it's time to wake up
Wake up and cake up
It's 187.4 FM on your dial
The number 1 station via satellite, CD, radio and your stereo
voice by a
Mile and I'm going to
Use that i have a trillion
Dollars worth of voice
I hang out wit my the girl and my
Daughter everyday there's no place
she's smokin me out with the homey's love
I slinkin while I'm thinkin just how good it is,
to do it how we do it in the hood I live,
passin homies
Playin' their little crappy love songs by the fire
I learned solos by ear
And never on a Squire
We avoid those
Cop the black Strat with a Floyd Rose
Where would I be without my dogs
No wonder why when times get hard
'Cause it ain't easy being who we are
Driven by my ambitions, desire higher
hit by lighting
And some things just don't
Hope we live long and lucky
At least one things for sure
Or maybe it isn't.
No matter where we are
Ice-T
And I ain't got no reason to lie to you
Now radio stations probably won't play
This record because of the things I say
They'll say I
believed you
But I don't need you around me
No, I don't, I don't need you
I'm gonna see it through
won't let you pull me down
I just wanna live for
The bitch sucked dick, so much dick
I loved to get my dick sucked by her
Bitches in oakland want to be under
When they suck dick like girl wonder
Niggers in
'til my arms tired
Just sit quite with my head full of riot
Our buyers, it clear for your ear to hear
I declare that only live niggas rap this year
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
got nothin' on you
[?] you're here now
I got some [?] for you
Can we just get on with our lives?
Girl our love can last the tests, no doubt
If
the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
Bein' born with less I must confess only adds on to the stress
out
No doubt, I'm about my cash, and all about my clout
Yeah, now speak on it, cousin who want it, talk to me
Heav' Diggy, niggy be jiggy, gruff
a lot longer if you live without me.
Oh, don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm knockin'.
It's just that I'm not in the market
For a girl who wants
of my part?
Signora, listen
It's an insult
Not you as well
Just look at this, it's an insult!
Please, understand
Signor, Signora
The things I
a lot longer if you live without me.
Oh, don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm knockin'.
It's just that I'm not in the market
For a girl who wants
'm your girl's best friend
Emcees are born losers, alcoholic abusers
I'll go on the radio and start a gay rumor
And then I'll talk about how the crowd
It's just that I am not in the market
For a girl
Who wants to love only me
And I'm not saying that you ain't pretty
All's I'm saying's that I'm not
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
It's just that I am not in the market
For a girl
Who wants to love only me
And I'm not saying that you ain't pretty
All's I'm saying's that I'm not
squeezers
Diplomatic legalese, no time for a Visa
They just begun, I'ma shoot them one by one
Got five sides to me, somethin' like a pentagon
Strike with
count in the booth
And your flow stays submerged in the fountain of youth
And no doubt the truth I'm off the meters
Everybody co-signing even
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