Lyrics:
blaze, act up in this joint
And I'ma be Nate Robinson and back up the point
Your run's over, run with us or get run over
I'm here to save this shit,
rent it (Facts)
Cruising the city with the windows tinted
I’m the people’s champ
You Simmons I’m Mitchell (Uh)
We are not one in the same (Woah)
You
And I’m not here for the play
No need to run a script
And if you got your license cmon let’s put you on a trip
I drink dark not beer (wym) no corona sip
about now
You're about to be possessed
By the sounds of emcee Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it
It takes two to make a thing go right
It takes two
the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad
And to think I used to think you was
it, forget it
You left our family in shambles
And you expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
May be gone, but he's not forgotten
of crack
Might see me in the Burgundy thing, or the black on black
Matter of fact, go get ya chrome
'Cause I rather be, broke together than rich alone
[P] Ayo yo yo I be the P twice E M D
[E] I be the E double E in the place to be
[P] Ayo what up E man we in there man?
[E] You know we in
blurrin'
Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'
Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in
Trouble, what's occurring before, after,
to assume
I should be against the law to run into
Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true
Today is the day I split Day in two
What the fuck has
I)
Is the way you run out of touch, call it double O.T (Oh woah)
All alone, waiting by the phone
Thoughts keep me wide awake at night
I look to you
when i cock back and squeeze, my desert e'z
Make you drop to your knees, barly able to breathe
My bullets move in threes, one for brook-lyn
One for mafia
dumb
Throw it up in the burbs, drinking beers; having fun
And I'm always on the run with a sack in my pocket
Kottonmouth Kings, yo we the hot topic
You was the shit back then, I'm the shit right now
Took your bitch back then, with your bitch right now
Get every R&B chick on my dick right now (Burr
that afternoon
And my dog tags jingle by the monster island heart he built
Grew up with a jughead crown tilt and tardy slip
Be all you can be just
Dynasty, it be a world premier
Cuttin' through like attorneys at law that's car chasin'
You star gazing, the force y'all facin' is the
R-to the, double
In a tinted black Benz with the seat low
Yeah, we've got the same whip
But are you a speed demon like me? No
East boy, South, filled E up
I be
double u double u E for me
Help for me god oh my god it's a same
But how can a rat office entered the game
Ready for aim, give me some name
Im shoting my
sell 'em straight to you
All that shit niggas talking just cant be real
I don't need a record deal, I need eighteen wheels
I roll right up in the hood
Suddenly through the door was three men in suits
They said hey sweet mama who are you
I said im ice cream tee and who may you be
I'm brother charles brother
can get the recievage
But I ain’t buying cause you ain’t leavin’ with me
What I’m gonna do?
I’m off in the dark and now I’m clear, I don’t drink any
with a drink about how I'm gonna win
I'm the C-to-the-O, double-M-O-N
I sit and think with a drink
Do you want to be a emcee? Or do you want
Double-R's my, life
And when shit just, ain't, lookin' good
I'm a make it be, all right
It don't matter what I go through
Double-R's my, life
And when
a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all
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