Lyrics:
brothers
Screaming fuck a friend
If I fuck with you
Then you should know you man’s
Like Kobe how I pour 2 4s up again
Like Bob Marley how I be blowing
This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they
stinking like butcracks
you got skills I got two words FUCK THAT
Loop Troop hated by everyone
(There is no way that we can rock after them)
Hated by
[Chorus] x2
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's
in the bottom
Was like punching an eclair...)
Anyhow...there was nothing else to do...
It was alburquerque, new mexico
It's two o'clock in
Feel like Tupac nigga I got the juice
She got Nikes on so I just do it
Ooo
Shorty water yeah she feel like a pool
Bob the Builder yeah I carry my
mouth do a what’s up
Only want head Ion’t even wanna fuck x2)
(Verse 1)
Girl you know I like that head so good that I might not fuck on second thought I
but she'll gone be allright
Cause I'm falling through later on tonight
Now looka here before we go
We gotta stop by seafood galore
Two
mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr kid Rock
Can I do my thing?
Can I have a little something
To say right here? (Oh
Right now I'm lit I say, bitch, I'm high as shit
Don't blow my high, I swear you gon' make me pissed
Can do bad all by myself, but I prefer to send
Part 1:
Bedrock, Bones McQueen
Triforce, let's do it!
Back in the day when I had nothing to say
Max and me would cook DMT lamenting celibate fate
lake molasses because my government's so facist
Don't choose to ass-kiss dolo spots
I did the massacus on all areas, harassless
Don't want to do enough
mjolnir
Probably get a Grammy
In bout two more years
That’s me being humble
My flow BOB Parr and hulk
Or should I say it’s incredible
And I’m going
and goals that I know i'm achieving
I gotta do it before I think about leaving
If something get in my way then i'm bob and weaving
And I know I cannot let up
that album
The Score by The Fugees
Or Bob Marley's greatest hits
The Legend album
Or the Blueprint
Or Abbey Road
Or something that
When you hear it
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
to rock, YOU!
We're the kings of swing
And we're chosen to rule
The deans of clean inside the cool school
We're the chiefs of relief
Contained by wild
two ||It was last call for alcohol |Billy got mean and he wanted to brawl |Old Jim Bob he was under the table |He wanted me to drive, I was barely able
Might not last long
And ya niggas don't be talkin
Money
Then you can pass by
Bitch need them big knots
Cop two
Bout to turn into 4
Hydro
Looking at
All this rappers Iv been eating
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly
I’m a shot (short) caller
It’s like I’m on the phone with
that thing again
Trackhawk it go too fast
Four by four the Hellcat
My girl she is too bad
Too bad y'all don't got that
Got celebs that listen to my music
the things that people do
But still he'd rather have his time than a bob or two
But you can't find the money for your rent
Or to pay the laundry lent
You
your business
Mickey Mouse cheese, hip-hop Walt Disney
Sheesh, gosh, Oshkosh B'gosh
Smokin on that Bob Marley, listening to Pete Tosh
I-I-I do me
right now under the influence
But if you'd just torch those that say I shouldn't do this
Bob Marley'd out, at least 'til I'm back by the lake
But I
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