Lyrics:
been hit by
You've been hit by ahhn
Your body commanding like a gang-star
Take a look around baby kalaputa
I come with fire like Elijah
Hold
Look at that girl! (she so fine!)
Look at that girl! (say it again!)
Look at that girl! (must be a crime!)
Look at that girl! (OWW!!)
[Verse - Ol'
just to fuck
Would you call that soul train?
Old man they say
You need a damn cane
But this pimp walk lean
Hit you right inside your brain
I think we'll
Look my squad's half mandrill half Mandela
My band bout seventy strong just like fela
Yeah part melly mel part van halen
And we represent illadel
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
gorilla stitch
40 years go by man still snitch
Niggaz fronted on Zeek man still I itch
No hammers that night Goddamn man
It was amateur night I played
Lesson one my man, go on and do what you do
And you need to get the rifle or you worried bout two
Cause I'm hated by many, and loved by few
But I kill down
six o'clock
Rain it a pour and lightning start to flash
I man wonder to myself whether she coming or not
Or it's about time I man wake up and face
Chynna just hit my line, yea
Asking how I'm doing, man I'm doing fine
Before days like this you ain't wanna be mine
Scared to explore love with me
of kell
See how I manifest well
You know I'm that man
Look at the fountains
Blessing pursuing over and pouring over
My skin made of water
I'm king and ofc
a first hello!
All I got is my word and my nuts, man I got Brooklyn in my balls
So you could see Bed-Stuy if you lookin in my draws
Always talkin bout
opponents, it feel incredible don't it?
It really ain't a thang, who get 'em crazy goin' orangutan?
(Tech N9ne)
Look at 'em copy me, trying to get top
tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt
nod
I want you dead by tonight, that's a real deadline
Zero fucks given
I make her come to the condo butt naked
Cause bitch ain't no stealin'
She still
As I stand here tonight
From the stage I can see
People look back and smile
And my mind quickly flies
To the time that's gone by
And I say every tear's
Yeah
Mic check, one-two
Uh-huh
(Hit-boy)
Only can talk about this real shit, 'cause that's what I been through
Yeah
Yo
I was raised by
Who could be the boss? Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin' up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path, runnin'
Jj looks down to the straight white
Hash marks on the highway
That preforate his own life
From the nation
His side of the cut is the
Sentimental
never make it in the industry
So I did it by myself, never needed a help, told them once I do it look grab the scale
Man that's all I need from you, other
that same nigga sell five million
Hit the charts like a mad man, nothin' but hits
Court cases got a nigga facin' multiple digits
Dodgin' cop cars look
behind
On the MIC, the PIC
I'm against this prison industry
Where most of them look like me
Motherfuck the what, the Tea Party
They made you pay for
it, and who mated
Was Jesus God-incarnated, or man-imaginated?
God said He made the earth, just by speakin', of us sleepin'
Even still He took
[Pre-Chorus]
Bobby's got a way
To lock himself away
Man's got too much pride to let you look inside
Miloe's gotta stand
Oh please please go to plan
the likes man
Man these niggas biting
Damn look at them tryna run off
Fuck her once then she gon' tell all
No you cannot play us, I could read ya mind
Got you
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