Lyrics:
(go)
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
You better lose yourself in the music,
swings low by my knees
No need to gas a blow I stay low and then I feed
But when the time comes to go, I'm like Rambo
I got my cross bow, the cross
'm dead meat in my humv frankenstein
I hit the road block, somehow I never hit the mine
The dice rolled and I got lucky this time
And dad's gonna kill
meenie mini moe, nine, trey pound or forty fo'
Pick a strap, The Tec, the Mac, the Hawk, I stab it in your back
I'll blow your brains, I know your name
time? (Time)
Lookin' at my kids through the blinds (Blinds)
Confinement mind (Confinement)
How you feelin' when you face a dime? (Time)
The truth be
'Cause every time you go there, there's hoes there
So basically, you and your girl over
And I know when she broke the news
You told her, "Man, don't say
Feels something like summertime
Top down and nothin' but time
Radio's on and your by my side
Feels something like summertime
These days life
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy
A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat
[Chorus]
I've been thinkin', times is hard
'Fore it get worse and fall apart
Maybe you should quit your job, and do what's right
And make you my
on your lips, my bum is on your lips"
And if I'm lucky, you might just give it a little kiss
And that's the message that we deliver to little kids
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy
A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat
image is the golden cup
My career is dirty compared to yours, it's all washed up
[Chorus: x 4]
Back, back, back, back, and forth
From Ca-lI to New
I don't hate, never, not on my time
I'll put that little red dot on your mind
Talking that crime, but a lot of 'em lying
I'm caught on the grind,
I was raised in a time of regret and bad news (uh-huh)
So I was taught my values by bad dudes (uhh)
Hustlers and killers.. they taught me wrong
Heart plays in ways the mind can't figure out
Heart plays in ways the mind can't
Heart plays in ways the mind can't figure out
This is how we
niggas and my niggarettes
Let's do it like this
I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine
Let's take it back to '79
I bomb atomically, Socrates'
no pryin' rules
Let my niggas live, ayo let my niggas live
Handle your bid and kill no kids
I scream at the mirror, curse, askin God, "Why me?"
the homies
Blue-eyed devil with a fat-ass monkey
I'ma buy a brand new Caddy on vogues
Trunk the hood up, two times, deuce-four
Platinum on everythin',
holdin' a grudge is like
Lettin' somebody just live inside of your head rent free
Real talk, I don't got time to evict these clowns
Y'all niggas been
time
Slow poke
I finally gave way, when under deed
Down flow
No longer stearing choosen
O-O-On autopilot cruisin
Haywire, crash, virus
Pull your
Because nobody could talk like you
And know what's going on
Nobody elected your family
And we didn't elect your friends
No one voted for your advisers
own two feet
I got a bad habit and I just can't break it
Something?s on my mind and I just can't shake it
I need some time, and I want some space
drug for your vein
Les Claypool, for actin' like a fool
And all of the bands for the demos that were cool
I'm so grateful for this life of mine
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
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