Lyrics:
motherfuckin' free bands
Check on Claire by the weekend
She like my tracks, don't leak it
I'm in the back, I got her leakin
Never pull a choke in sequence
Cause
Yeah
Two
The calm before the storm
Penning my life behind these bars and these beats that I prescribe
So when I'm dead and gone, I hope they keep me
here to stay, I ain't hiding, got a album on the way
Spend a bag to feel okay and get it back by the day
Dancing with my demons, different reasons
Feel
celebrated the release of his highly anticipated album last week
Remaining in the Top 20 of the Billboard charts for two exciting weeks
Becoming the first
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
our problems head on
And if you thinking that I'ma fold then I'm here to prove you dead wrong
I've climbed too many mountains and ran around the track
peak, it ain't a sign of defeat or the weak
I would've- you, then cried in my sleep
Dropped just two racks and told them "Buy the machine"
I'm LeBron
Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm
of power over
Two hundred-fifty-thousand albums
Sold worldwide and this ain't even half
The potential I possess
Invest while I reflect
Look me in the eye
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody
[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2
[master p]
One by one in this
niggas, Dru Hill to drew down
And I'm prayin' they set
Instead, most artists don't live as good as the execs
And they end up depressed
Scarred by A&Rs,
Fighting at the fillmore east.
Oh!
Two unreleased recordings of...of the grateful dead,
Sitting in with mel torme
Yeah!
No! i...
Oh! man! oh, I, I just...
I
two times, two times
And both times were nothing like the new times
Now it's rough times
I'm out here on front lines
Just trying to make sure that I
the baritone and I'm home alone dig it
and I'm always staying freshly dipped on 1-2-5th
where the dogs bark and the dreadlock be sparkin spliff
Okay okay
somersaults
For the green, clean over counters
Best believe some will vault
Pedophilic rings linked to some occult
If I'm home to you and you're home to me
Then
I'm like one's for the money, two's for the show of it
Three's for the bitches that be fucking for the hoe of it
Four for my niggas that be stacking
BOOM!
Taking cities by storm
Dead the norm so reformed
When I perform it's like life is reborn
Redefined the outline
Now watch everybody swarm
hereditary
If I was Math, you'd be dead already
Your picture on a obituary
Bullet holes in your head already
I'm 5000 and 0, my record dumb nigga
Dumb nigga
blinded by the cries of dead
Yeah
He's blinded by the cries of death
HOOK-
Consciousness is taking over
Got them visions on my shoulder
I'm convinced
I'm both of those
Artistic, painting pictures of the dead
Naked with a blackened rose
Drinking pills to make you doze
Feel you stiff as water froze
rolls I need atht big bread
Freaky bitch thought she had one violate my son in bed
If u think we fuckin' in da same bed bitch that shit is dead
I'm picky
2Pacalyptic
But on the real I'm just grateful to have a pot to piss in
Not to mention I'm writing songs with no lights on
Ready to rumble when the fights
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
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