Lyrics:
lost his life
Up there on the Blvd, shot em down with no regard
A cold New York night when this kid lost his life
Up there on the avenue, no witnesses
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
me by my side side side (Side, side)
I give him what he need from me
We going back to back I go to war for em' (War for em')
Cause he going make it
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle
And people don't be equal and when
up
My cousin Knock told me never teach niggas to cook up
Cause you can sell 'em hard for the low and give 'em the hookup
And still make the profit
[Intro]
Tech N9ne in this bitch (Tech N9ne, Tech N9ne)
Bout to make em dance once again baby (once again baby)
But this time, I'ma talk about my
bull's eye
The kid don't play
If there was a problem
Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby
man
The only thing I'mma give you motherfuckers is the dial tone
Flashbacks of a youngin' sipping that purple Kool Aid
Skipping school with my homies
yo' shit no more, I shouldn't be even did that
Cause you my baby motha, and I'ma always hit that
Give a hell what you say (you don't)
I ain't never
and out the crib
So she make his life hell
Can't even see the kids
Gotta give ha money
Hair and nails did kids looking bummy
Tears in his ears
Baby momma
a diss
I don't give a fuck about no bitch, she can suck my dick
All these lil' niggas mad, cause I'm gettin' rich
Yeah, bitch, better stay mad
Got my
to my knees
Damn, n*ggas tryina stick me for my ki's
Well good luck cause loc, I don't give a fuck
I put that on the set, I leave these young fools
at my worst, is when I'm at my best
Too stressed, to be blessed in this work
Spent half my life gettin' burnt
Now, I got to teach my kids about the world
schools to livin in
Different livin rooms
Drinkin chemicals and makin sure
I'm offending you
Givin juuls to kids to diminish youth
While I'm takin hits
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
with me
Cuz we ball on the screen like it's TNT
And we give em the news like it's ABC
And we bounce and we move like it's DVD
We don't mess with
pro-kids tryin not to be the villain
Tryin to think about a message that I’m tryin to give to niggas
It aint really where you been but where you tryin
Plantin potatoes and yams
Who are these people who come to my land
What gives ‘em a right for my shit to demand
Pre-chorus
Snakes in the treese snakes in
Loving to tickle 'em I be licking 'em down give 'em the crown
Look at the ground when you approaching the regal beagle
And people don't be equal and when
with more wild flavors
Than motherfuckin' Now & Laters
And rappers I hit 'em well
They automatically go to Heaven fuckin' with
Me 'cause I give 'em Hell
you're 5'1
Hope you height loving gals give birth to some short kids
Wait til' the boy grows up doesn't fit in
Tell him height doesn't matter he'll find
by simple things like bills, they tryin to mark my location
At home or on vacation through my ChemicalBank card
They tryin to kill the God
couldn't believe it
I'm confused, like what did we do
Kid Allik dumb as hell, told the cook man keep making my food
The cop said there was an armed robbery
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