Lyrics:
know times will get hard
I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord
Or ride by the lord
Abide by the lord
Abide by the lord
You bout to get it from
You better hide your daughter 'cause I'm out to get laid with dick
and have her sprung on this black ass nigga
Straight up out the gutter, have
More banks to split
Jay-Z motherfucker, who you think this is?
I heard his body was too hot to get near it
Too late to hear it
Two slugs wait to release
And you can have a listen after that and this and
D-O-N-'T M-O-V-E wit out permission
From the D.O. to the C., I'm just better than
The normal man
I appreciate that i went to jail and
They made me number one
I appreciate them stickin' up
For me when everyone was kickin
Me when I was down that's
you're slapped
At five you're just wacked
At four you're lost
At three, you're just soft
At two you're an ass
At one, you're a dick
But before you
Some shit never change, nigga
Uh-huh, yeah, ayy, yeah
Frank Muller, put one, two to your medulla
Oblongata, there is none hotter
I'm so in love
to play is gritty
I want cheddar, so we can front up in the 850
My whole comity like to puff L's and look jiggy
Who wan' test this? My semi leave you
Slaughterhouse is signed
Slaughterhouse!
I'm a menace villain, my pen is sitting spilling, my lyrics killing
Then I let you witness shit when it hit the ceiling
the Asians, wrist by Lorraine
Big Pharrell praying hands big P, big P
Buss down face, two levitating hands
I wanna see the money in cash
So that I can truly
rock shit down like he can't get no visits
One, two, three, four
Rock the whole world like the Rolling Stone tour
Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb
Gotham is
Like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees
You better believe
I know how to turn a profit with ease
Die a critical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
to
know about my life so check this out; this is called My Own Hell
Produced by Don Juan
[Intro 2]
Nigga, my life is straight conflict
When all I want
Gizmo I'm still hoping you can hear me
Three weeks and losing you is still so shocking
I won't ever forget you because you changed me
I just wish I
some clippers
I bang and then I hang out at the Staples like Blake Griffin
You can tell I'm getting money the way that glass house is sitting
I mash
they would take
Pictures of 'em there was one or two in
There that looked like Grace Slick but
The rest of 'em were hurtin'
Really hurtin' and of course
Mothers who yell saying its too loud
Start banging on my door to turn it down
My response to my mother when she starts knockin
Is come on mum I'm just
2Pac rest in peace man
We got this man, 2004 shit man
This shit from the heart ya'll
Huh, I wish the best for my enemies
Brrrraaaaa-a ahhh
figure speed on before you get peed on nigga
[Mack 10]
Fool what side is you
Red or the blue
While as the l.a. zoo it's round two
I ignite grab
whacked
(yeah) fuck from the front and the back
Lil' shawty say my dick is weed and crack
(yeah) both of my cars are all maxed
I shop in Milan and fuck up
Researcher #1: What's new?
Researcher #2: Oh, I never said.
The blood analysis came back from the lab - most of
it was from a lion, but some of it
give a fuck what your name is
We gon' call you "Hi" and "Bye"
Hope you bi in the meantime your name is Sharon
Slow the flow down so I can what?
Tell
the hedges
I took two mill' out the cage down in the desert
Matthew Maddocks called in the pit boss, double checkin'
"The number's all good, just pay me,
[Kurupt (Bad Azz)]
Yo what's up? (Aiyyo, what's up Kurupt)
A nigga feel so low that I can't come up
Dippin down the 101 blazin smoke
A trunk full
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