Lyrics:
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the bad and the baddest
I got my man DopeyScopey in the building right now
Ceemaxo in the building right now, we
innocents to kill or slaughter
Shani my dear, you could have been my daughter
Shani, your precious body lying in the back of a shabby pick-up
Taken by
abiding by my wealth
Old school baddie I call her my Adele
She a good girl I guess time will tell
New bitches new drank
Shorty tryna fuck
Cause we
never would have supposed that your sweet yellow rose
Could've up and wilted so soon
Good-bye Abilene I leave my everything
To the care of the West Texas
Rockin' it... rockin' it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
Rockin' it... rockin' it
Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off
see clearer
Spittin image of yaself, like the man in the mirror
Tellin you something wild, twin ya daily doings is foul
I'm ya bad and good thoughts, ya
All exits not seized
So they fled
K-9's sniff through
Find personal seeds
Grows no more
Than a OZ rastas indeed
Snitched on by some neighbor
Got my introduction robbing shit at Hustler’s
(true) they call to squash the beef
That’s not in the discussion
Made it to the point only
Reached by 5%
and good smoke
Heavy shines, poppin them lines and cut throats
Don't provoke and getcha team smoke for broke and no joke
You just a boy you not bad enough
Mary said as she lit the fuse
"I wanted you, I wanted your blues"
Your blues
"All good things must come to an end
The bad ones just go on forever"
roses, lay in wood boxes often
Park the ten porches outside the good doctor's office
Turn my head, cough 'cause I'm smoking on a dead corpse
Leave you
forget where i came from)
No Limit Records, Down South Hustlers (independent black owned)
and the West Coast Bad Boyz
and I told y'all, I can
beats by the pound like niggas slaingin' sacks
In the 'hood, up to no good
Got niggas bout it, from baton rouge to st. louis
To cincinnati
Got niggas
As she slapped my face and spit beer on me
And my pant are falling down
Ahe said, you're a no good, ugly, dumb, stupid punk rocker with a bad haircut
this time
And after all the good, the bad, the ugly and the sad
I remember that first day and I still feel the same
I saw you smiling from across
promised more
Her dreams, they fell asleep on the top bunk
And woke up on the floor
There ain't no good fight
Ain't no heroes
Ain't no bad man out
call security" My bad I'll introduce to ya
The clan grand wizard and my name is Lucifer
But you could call me Satan "Yo to barge in here is rude
To protect my own another's life is lost in the aftermath
No indecisions mind state makin' moves with precision
See the good turn bad and confirm that I'm
you will set me free,
I surely will always be ruled by thee,
And I'll labour my bones for the good of my soul,
See myself miles out of Limbo.
Then
very good
And they don't play round, down in H town
Ill take ya to the bottom, I'm talking Dade county
I take ya out west, in them lo lo's
Scared
go ahead and spill some guts to me
The blunt the rough and the gluttony
Good the bad and the ugly
I'm always tripping off what troubles me
But your
a savior came upon a tray of gold
you'd insist that he had already been sold
even though you kew he hadn't
You're afraid to trade the bad in
for a good you
Thoughts of the good times got me obsessed
Wasn't prepared for the day that you left
Depressed by the fact that my life is improving
Now is it complete if
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