Lyrics:
The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen
Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day
Now
the escort business, that's bad religion
Please remember, you could be a bitch even if you got bitches
Never code-switch, whether right or wrong, you a Black
Yeah so enticing
I wanna see it ooo yeah
I wanna see you up above
I wanna see it ooo
I wanna see you take it off
Coming up, yeah she got chat and she
and my breaths a firm blessing from a death a firm gesture
New beginning got me losing my religion
Ain't it good to know, Ain't it good to know
Ain't it
The white bitch got rich like Federline
Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac
The weed good price,
a job if you'd give him a break)
But when he gets it (he goes by the other man's ways)
Now see, there's just one more thing I have to talk about
'Bout
Jupiter
I have 10 racks on mi pupitre
Bitch I reside at a lupanar
Nothing good rhymes with Jupiter
My dick is the size of an ice cube
I just covered it in
I got a story that's never been told
I’m just too solid, man I never fold
I got good teeth in my mouth, some are gold
Such a good heart that that
None of you niggas can say that you made it
When all of your circle surrounded by fakes
Diamond Patek, that's a million in cash
12 tryna stop me, they
toxic religion
You couldn't hear her you wouldn't Even Listen
Alongside Trump hell why not even Nixon
You see in America we got physicians Getting
is weak
Cuz you only got them there
To 'Say Yes' like Floetry
The clique that I oversee ain't
Impressed by ya poetry
You're the place you're supposed
alight, shattered the lies
His book of life, author put my name into the book he writes
Clay and potter, shaping life, fear of God made me wise
Can't have
of you people, get awake
The future does not look good
It will light on the ground like wood
Never thought of this in my childhood
I told these kids but
a little I'm in heaven
I got a good impression, but we'll have to wait a second cuz I gotta eat my melon
I'll got a huge obsession with my profession just
the place to be)
(Andre 3000, shout out to public housin') (cash) (bitch)
(I brought the whole hood with me)
You got red dirt in your Afro
(Young Hov' in
You got people up in your face
Judgin' you by the cash or the place you live
Ain't that sad
Around here it don't phase us a bit
Honestly we don't give
talk about household that’s before I got married
When I was still in Christian religion
None of us were out of line really
No we had no problems in my
Felt one foot tall when I was four foot ten. Preteen, getting jumped by a group of men
You're the tip of the chip, this is nacho (not your) ends
Got
hard
It feels like yesterday
I hope you have a good
Day because it's Babsy day
Yeah, it's your birthday, oh oh
Its Babs day, be happy
I had a sad face
MJ I'm bad
And I'm fried of course
I been quae out in bandos
Really got brabbed by the jakes
And I lied of course
Step back cuz you don't know me
different
And in an instant
It's all been fixed or it's a figment
To let it set a level in you's like the devil getting in religion
It's the mission that's
papier mache
Making bullet-proof faces; Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay
"If you want it, Boys, get it here, thing"
So you scream out of line:
"I want
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
Vin Diesel
Your girl have your age plus 6 fuckin' pedo
Got your mother and your brother in my blubber
Lil' bugger gettin' mad I got no rubber
I'm
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