Lyrics:
Alanis Morrisette
From audio cassette
One week had an upset
For radio plays met
By a broke bitch better yet
No hands in her pocket, bet
You oughta
to purchase every one of my CD’s
Need the platinum plaques, need producers to see
Need the labels to step up representing me
Need the private jets to go with my
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
We're gonna move on up
One by one
We ain't gonna stop until the work
Is done
Am I black enuff, black enuff for ya
Am I black black enuff for ya
John Mayer
Fuck a long saber like i ain't
Luke Skywalker I'm Darth Vader
Armed with Vegas' claw blade may god
Save em -like Bart's neighbors
Stop hating
[01:05.239]Cause I gotta stay low key, low key
[01:11.906]Ed Hart tee, bangs dyed hair, straight black
[01:15.401]I drive the side streets to advoid getting side
Don't change clothes change the cd
Murphy Lee what the hook gonna be
Cause you do need a hook and another beat
Jermaine Dupree, you know you wrong
Can't stop, won't stop
Can't stop, won't stop
Can't stop, won't stop
see-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops
[LIL' HAWK]
Blood in, blood out
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain
Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
goin' below
like ricky martin being raped by a dildo
chorus - j-lo means shit to me
p-diddy means shit to me
ja-rule means shit to me
fuk you alicia keys
much, much
All of the people start to rush
(start to rush by) a dizzy twister dance
Can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone
Just wont stop gotta give it all I got
Just wont stop like I'm running from the cops
You know when MADD Martian drop, the whole world getting shocked
You
egos
Then we could all be up on tv
Epic shit like when nip gave Game his cd
R.I.P to hustle and trouble
Niggas stop killing G's
Please don't bring that
stand together that's the key and
When we fight, we’ll stay planted and standing strong just like a tree
We gotta make em hear us and feel us by shouting
I use the road less traveled
On The Waterfront thinking of many life battles
Black Sun, don't always understand people I meet
It's a fact son, don't
I say the war shouldn't stop
Until these playa-hatin' niggas body rott (body rott)
Nigga the war shouldn't stop
Until these motherfuckin cops body
I be on the moon, by myself
They say that they real but I can't tell
That's why I got this Glocky by my belt
If you try to stop me, won't end well
in two truth is key
to release us from the shackles Armageddeon will be
It's like that y'all, ya don't stop
Ah Sugar Shaft in the house ya don't stop
Ayy ayy, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop it radio, fuck you!
Radio, fuck you!
Ya'll don't wanna lose again
Lot of people here felt
Tonight like
victimize within the scheme
(Janet)
You try to cope with every lie they scrutinize
[Both]
Somebody please have mercy
'Cause I just can't take it
Stop
bag of chips and the hot sauce
I'm sexy, no stress, 'cause I'm okay
I'm quick to get lit, I'm on my way
LeChic, I'm a freak
Locked up, get the key
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