Lyrics:
Well it all took place at Hatie Lake State Park
Volleyball, fishin', badmitton, yard darts
Aunt Irene said she'd never seen a turnout like this
Well
Golden State done finally did it
(What made why'all think why'all could fuck with Xzibit?)
Lights camera action, show-time
We bust shit back in no
Look to the clock on the wall
The hands hardly moving at all
I can't stand the state that I'm in
Sometimes it feels like the wall's closing in
sympathy
We got enough around here
We beg you just to keep your matters to yourself
Can't work too hard on being tolerant, my friend
Unless we all sign up
The planes of matter
Ethereal substance
Energy
Compromising forms, compromising ether
Finer forces and divine power
Compromising minds, states
the smartest in the room?
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Why do you assume you're the smartest in the room?
Soon that attitude may be
only death settle the score
So don't matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers
Or tell Georgia State, "Marcus Garvey got all
Plaintiff taxpayers appealed a judgment
For defendant city
Entered in the Superior Court
Of Los Angeles County (California)
In their suit's for
and cheer
'Cause that's what matters
Pretty paper boxes tied with bows
Walking in the sun or in the snow
We can feel the excitement growing, knowing
and cheer
'Cause that's what matters
Pretty paper boxes tied with bows
Walking in the sun or in the snow
We can feel the excitement growing, knowing
It's B. Sig in the place with State P
And we got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to B. Sig
'Cause I still will
another
This house is strong
This home stands tall
And you can never make us fall
Doing things our own way
No matter what and
If anyone states we
Don't
late at night driving
cause we'd left too late
making good time, speeding
coming up from out of state
it's been a while
cherry stands quiet in
like a jungle, black, it's like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact, it's harder than most can imagine
Most of my niggas packed in correctional
run away
Not the home the state of mind
I don't know what I would do without you in my life
I don't know what I would do without you in my life
You
It's B. Sig in the place with State P
And we got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to B. Sig
'Cause I still will
Won't it make the matter worse ?
In my head...
And they say " Faith can move move mountains
Fire can cleanse your soul "
Faith can move mountains
But
I’ma teach you states of matter
While tryna be the greatest rapper
There's solid, liquid and gas
All three STATES are made up of mass
I’ma teach
Hardly breathing
My lungs are filled with poor mistakes
My days are filled with poor mistakes
Still I make it through
In a state of escape
My days are
Damned in a worn out state of ruin
It can be hazardous to have no idea what you're doing
Sculpture of ice frozen in a fragile state
As I am melting
I'm livin'
The realest, the nigga in the realest state
I got real estates in different states, go figure
Cause I ain't singing you'se a "Gold Digger"
only death settle the score
So don't matter how much I say I like to preach with the Panthers
Or tell Georgia State, "Marcus Garvey got all
Won't it make the matter worse ?
In my head...
And they say " Faith can move move mountains
Fire can cleanse your soul "
Faith can move mountains
But
to gases like air. Matter can exist in several different states, including solid, liquid, gas, and plasma, and these states are determined by the arrangement
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