Lyrics:
look act and sound and same
They'd rather see me clash make me
Push back my album date
By any means necessary
Get me on a Malcolm wave
And now they got
Everybody say iyo iyo iyo iyo iyo iyo
My album came out and sold like a pure water
Eh dem say Timaya na criminal
Eh dem say make I go sit down for gutter
too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat
More then any of you rappers ever spit
Vote for me as president, In about a day or so
I be up in the white house getting feletio
By an administrative
on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
on her LIIPS. You so Lippy Jay C Game raps simply like I could do better bars speaking from my Pee Pee See OG wont be Respected Anymore by me how dare you
posted on the block
With a brick, drug house and me
I'll be turning white to gold fiends, love the alchemy
Yeah I know I'm nice, won't hold the door for no
sign language
I hit worlds, and my strange sperm gives birth
to septuplet lady plants
Check my tympanic titanic time pulse
By the grace
ain't grow up poor so my
Homies run a badge at me
Then my father died, 16
I'm the man of the house
Pullin' them cameras out
Looking up at God like hear me
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Listen to my old albums, I don't have another word to say
It's been all my life and I've been workin' on my communication
Still no peacemaker, know
a dream where I owned me a golf course
Bought up some food places, bought up a couple houses
So when I show my worth can't a damn digit be doubted
Arkan
Talking:Cuz I'm tellin you man they ain't nothing else to talk about
the same shit every motherfuckin album, I don't give a damn how many he put
out
mountain climbing
I told you all it ain't about the diamonds
Tryna find a nice house to buy and
Write the best damn album I can
While I sit there and I count
give a fuck
As your ex-man drove by so what
In the restroom we did it on the john
It's kinda crowded baby but then the fight went on
I'm really bold
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
on seat, I'll have a shootout with who doubting, yeah
I'm bipolar, I ain't through wilding, I'll do a drive-by to Andre 3000 flute album
Yeah, yeah
It feel good, baby
Ayy
For us, by us, just us, for love
Don't it feel good, baby?
It feel good to me
I-I-I think my neighbors
large checks
Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects
Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
to em
Every single
Every album
How I do it
How they found out
That I'm always me
I'm flat out
Strictly versing
Every sell out
Like a cell house
just don't make 'em like me
Lately protectin' my peace... pursuin' my savior
(Lord God, I come to you a sinner... Inshallah)
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