Lyrics:
if I
Listen to it enough, I could map
A way out" Before we exit
They agree Ocean will come back later
This evening to work on
It pharrell is attending
did this shit all by myself
I guess that's how I'm going out
I get ready for the worst
In case these things go South
I need a break give me a breather
out
Action movies to this life we are vowed
Paid the cost to be the boss taking no loss
Wearing same clothes that were worn by snoop dogg
Those
of bitches
Think they could've made it this far
You can forget it
They don't make them like this anymore
They ain't built out of this shit
They're lucky
the box, beat sticks
Four by four, fresh out the tank
Call me Santan, cah, I'm fresh out the bank
Sheep skin coat, fresh out the lamb
Dvla, fresh out
dimes by the caseload
Hide the prescription, Miller said I’m stable
A R strike the pause
Put the flaws in a box with a- fuck off
Mallet for the media,
I ain't going cheetah
This time imma be a bit
Slower gotta keep ya
On your toes like some cleats
I got a hoe named Aaliyah
Swallow my whole seed
a vitamin held without a capsule
The smooth criminal on beat breaks
Never put me in your box if your shit eats tapes
The city never sleeps, full
was thinkin' out the box even in a Box Chevy
And my favorite art teacher name was Mrs. Levy
'Round the time, I learned to put my feelings to a medley
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm
box, I rock on the mic
And all the rhymes that I say, all the people like
I get the crowd jumping, get the girl's hearts pumping
All the party people
dirt, I had to get by though
It's been three years, since I've even bought new clothes
But I'll buy you hair, a new life
You still press me out until I
this
Whether or not she by my
Side I'm still producing my dreams loosen
Maybe I'm just finally awake
Got a fake name I hide
Behind that people can't say
Before Le marc was Jacob, before them girls wore makeup
Before my voice would break up, before we'd tour them shake clubs
Before my mama wake up, before my
(can't believe this girl)
To still want to be my lady (you know what I tell about)
You must be crazy (she can not kiss)
To still want to be my lady (an
in streets by freaking rapist no way no way this ok
My little niece was half her age I say it's time we break away
And break these chains
'em out the box
I got a rhyme to wake, you're sloppin' up and down the blocks
There never was a time when I was down to meetin' by myself
When all
see me break but I won't
Wait my back's against the wall this ain't safe
I'm running out of time, don't have the patience
And all these long days made
pussy
Like I beat this beat box
I can take your girl quicker than a heartbeat
I can take your girl quicker than a heartbeat
I can take your girl quicker
for Dot
Cause I can straight beat the packaging
Off of that box
I bet ya girl can’t do it like this
Like that
I bet ya girl can’t do it like this
It’s
by stitch, ain't this a bitch
Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid
Louder than a siren, I'm
gotta fucking white boy, love the nose dive
He gone really break a leg for this shit, like it's showtime
You was sitting in the whip, but wasn't taking
doing really bitch
Bitch I really do this
How much times did they say you should focus on yo music
I just break it down and roll it up and I get to it
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