Lyrics:
go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down
should feel
Stupid films for a stupid girl
Look out of your window, you're on top of the world
Twenty-three years old and you're acting like it's over
'cause they riches ain't like my riches
A yo, I'm Murphey Lee the school boy
The civilized jewel boy
I got not one, two, three, four, five, but six
[Chorus: x2]
I've been around the world I ya
Freak so many girls I ya
The women I done seen I ya
Some freaky little things I ya
Yo, ya bet
of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get the nigga anytime
Have Keith sweating, staring down the barrel on my nine
Since these Harlem World niggas
room, their in my room
Ma'am calm down, deputies are on the way
is the door locked
Ma'am?
N N, dup dup, dup double u, a a, a a
N N, dup dup, dup
going down, deeper and down
The door to the other world is open
High court of the witch lord
I got the invitation
Curved blade of the doom sword
No room
this place where I don’t belong
Relax there’s not a story to tell
I spent the last three days in a run-down motel
My life in my hands while I’m watching
a little kid at a three ring circus
I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say
(I like that
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
to his Hush Puppies
Wrapped around trauma, everything realer than fuck
Tajuana left my nigga niece live comma
Three young Italians, suited down personal
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
liberated by this monster I created
Dr. Frankenstein
[Mr. Short Khop]
We love to bump you Frankenstein
Yo' shit is the best
Take my body and my mind
taking your one's
Went from copping a bird now we cop em by the tons, ya heard?
I down henny till my vision is blurred
Shit I'm only trying to live it
bitch, put me on blast on MTV
"Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hee-hee"
I should download her audio on MP3
And show the whole world
on speed dial
Free the leaders of the free
World with a freestyle free the teachers
Black activists get up off your feet now
And feed off my feelings
As I
there's someone in my house
(911 dispatch) can you please run by your address for me
(woman) 151 shenedoah, shenendoah
(911 dispatch) ma'am where inside
the game dividing the pies by three
Then we got famish
So we set standards
Very similar to the ten crack commandments
Some couldn't take it
Others got
lay in the sun, give me my propers (propers)
With a beat that's out of this world, lookin' down on doctors
Sippin' on Port, watchin' my kids play
I don't wanna go, but I've got to leave you, mama
And he's going down the highway
I guess it was around 3:30 in the morning
He could hardly see
the change
And take the blame, erase the shame
Cause new millennium is knockin at your door
The New World Order's what they got in store
[Grand
door
Everybody better hit the floor
Give me the weed and out you'll go
Bad kids on a dead-end street
Told Smurf to get the keys to the Jeep
Three
Yo, 'fore the nigga mention my name
I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga
Thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga
You know
'bout birds and bees wouldn't save me
From a child I couldn't shoulder, pushin' in a stroller
Down the streets of 3OB while all my homies asked to hold
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