Lyrics:
in it
You see they diss us, but they ain't hate us
They wanna say my name in a lyric
You make an album to show your talent
But instead
Ghetts made
OLD FIRE STICK
Chorus
OLD FIRE STICK EASY FI CATCH
FALLING IN LOVE AGAIN JUST LIKE THAT
OLD FIRE STICK EASY FI CATCH
WE ALL KNOW ITS A NATURAL FACT
wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from
You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album
Admit it, fuck it, while we comin' out
now I’m on the rap scene
Chasing hella green i hope my album sale or
It’s back to selling green
I hope that they ain’t selling dreams and
I can really
it stop
Not talking album, clicking till he drop
Jugging, finessing, do that shit a lot
He want the beef, I'm turning on the pot
He sent the lo, I'm
my first album going hard on diss last one diss last one made diss album in 7 days in my home studio blessed by God to be on diss ride i rode da wave
spells on me
And possess my soul,
Feel the human hate grow strong
Embrace this time... until it's gone
Take... this world by force
And kill the seed
and the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear error, but I have no fear
London is drowning-and I live by the river
London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
or the
Legs of a hoochie
And that's off top like a toupee, I'm 2Pac
Coming back for doomsday, spitting at cops
Go and cop my album
Get high to it, pop some
pass when they
Ignore just what you say
Yea
They go on day by day
Life just becomes a play
Aging becomes mayday
Shits not fun
Gotta get this album done
John Rambo
Covered up by the state
False apologies, false apologies
Covered up by the state
The silence is crippling
False apologies like it's nothing
Get to forgettin'
Then it's on they album when it drop
My verses steady, be hittin'
I do this here for a livin'
Flow with precision
Yeah you know my
Hey, my friend what’s going on?!?
Have you listened to
The last album of your favorite band?
Was it good for you?
Well, i’ve been thinking
About
stereo,
About the pimping game, that you should know.
But if you don't, it's alright.
'Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.
When I
Nigga, mine real
That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga
Mine real
I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I'm still balling on niggas without an album
where you go
Volume 5 is able to make you feel something
And if you haven't heard it today I love you, stay lit
I go by the name of IAMDDB
I hope you
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin with Puff
I'm feelin like the best, nobody - bring it back
Fresh off the jet from just fuckin with Puff
I'm
nice,
V- I've been struggling if I should release this album,
My 4th one I've been staying up late trying to get it done,
World gone wrong
This world
though we both came from the same places
The money and the fame made us all change places
How could it be? Through the misery that came to pass
The hard
the purpose of doing all this talking
Summer '88, or was it '89
Or was it winter-time, ah, nevermind
I'm in my room, boomin' drawin' LL Cool J album covers
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
pumpin' 93 say, "What's up
Church?" when I ride by in
That blacked out Ford GT
They write me stuff in my PO
Tell me 'bout their broken homes
Tell me 'bout
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