Lyrics:
probably find the main jar
I been major, it's Rapsody, boy
I don't trust the score, I've been baffled by judges' cards before
Never leave it in their
they talkin' about?
See them diamonds flashin' come
And catch the photo
High off life but I'm sittin' solo
Bitches fall out, real niggas fall in
Sharks
I met a boy
You know the way I am
You know it didn't take me long
To know I wanted him to fall for me like domino
He said he wanted me to spend my
tripping off shit
Just watch out for my MC he toting a hammer
Three Six Five I ain't switching at all
Boy that's forever gon be the damn gang
Oh you with
of that candy
They see me with a lotta cars but they don't understand it
They say the never seen ya boy out here gettin' his grind on
Phantom, Bentley,
like fluid
Get a 50 pack and we run right through it
Make dem boys tuck it in cause I'm all iced out
87-32 yeah, you know what I'm about
HA HA, you
fall with her
Your light caresses my wings
Mayfly dreaming of being phoenix
But im burning for a silence
Your light caresses my wings
Mayfly dreaming
I'm back from the ashes we never defeated
If life get you down then you rise like a phoenix
Don't get tricked by my bitch in the Garden of Eden
She
the
inspiration to the song, and out of that came NOTB, and outta NOTB came the album. Hahahaha. Wonder
what the wife looked like? Hahaha, Jesus. I don't know, it's
run up and they all 'gon get stomped out
Watch out
We flashing lights like the cops out
We put in OT and watch others clock out
Holy spirit fall and air
spazzin' on my album, got me feelin' like what's next
Supercharged in V8 mode and slap it in the C8 Vette
Poppin' out outside because I know my brodie keep
Yes y'all, in the parTY
I be Busta Rhymes y'all
And my nigga Ramp, The Last Boy Scout
Showin you what we talkin bout, HAAAH!
Feel me out, listen
at the table was part of the slaughter
Somehow keep it together
God and my mom
My team tougher than leather
Tasha and Ty
The tighter circle the better
Mick by my
Fucked up Chingy's song
Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
some numbers
I'm feeling like Pac without all of the guns
I still got em tho
Stretching the chops like a butcher, yeah
Alchemy got me surrounded by pots
that's just what I do
cnd if I hit it you wouldn't notice cause the bitch is 5'2
Yeah I be out there by two cnd drop them kids off at school
Fuck keeping
side (ooh)
Go now boy, get your vest, protect yo' neck, kill for fun
Watch how they run and scatter when I go and pull out my gun (gun)
Call me
(holla holla)
Nah, fuck that bitch
I'mma go three,
Stupid on the remix I'mma show you how to raise up out the fire like a phoenix
I'm a Bankhead nigga, so
shit, I push eject
Then I throw it out the window with the rejects
And when the hard core rappers go soft
I like to watch when they ass fall off
Cause
eject
Then I throw it out the window with the rejects
And when the hard core rappers go soft
I like to watch when they ass fall off
Cause ain't
fight for your right to choose to kill babies
While tryin' to turn our little boys into ladies
They're threatened by the right
They try to prove us wrong
the casket fall
You can catch me front and center out at all spots
All this paper got the drive way looking like a car lot
I can tell you niggas never call
and fam fed up by me boy
Knock, knock shit, bet they lock the door
Engaged but headed 'round divorce
She caught it, check my child support
Make a nigga that
rollin' them eyes and my major album is not even out yet
You bout to get fed in the bowl
Cause all you mother fuckers are just a house pet
I'm smackin'
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