Lyrics:
Leave them 16's open, I'll make them look bad on records (yeah)
Chuck told me "I'm Good", now I'm headed down to the seaters
After that, straight
Willis,
now how we gone get away with that it's like
killing someone, they just ain't gotta let it go
We'll be in Mexico
You ain't up with it today Joe
Peace to Chuck
Chuck D
Yeah, uhh
You're not telling 'em huh? Yeah
[Erick Sermon]
They go oh and when I jump in my car
People treat me like
[E] Peace to Chuck
[P] Chuck D
[E] Yeah, uhh
You`re not tellin em huh? Yeah
[Erick Sermon]
They go ohh and ahh when I jump in my car
People
Hit by the worst kind of luck
Alone
Friendless and stuck
Found a dog and named him Chuck
A mutt
Limped into my truck
Drove a hundred miles on route
the bins
The backend good you don't gotta worry
Real niggas gone handle this shit
And I'm too bless to hate on a nigga
I bet they won't cross me again
But
colder
Like i got it ship from Dakota
We get it cracking like a fresh open soda
Know who i be wit
Niggas throwing shade thank ya tho sun was beaming
Bet he gone
Feel your drawn
Close to the sea
Don't need No One Else
To feel this good
To feel to feel
Don't need No One Else
To feel this good
Good
us
You'll be slain by our machine!
Think that I might go insane now
As I try to solve this mystery
But you know that in between the breakdowns
You can
the
Page into existence
No longer on the stage
Golden age has gone away
Sketchy spooks want to play
Sing along or be erased (Oh boy)
More than this place's
like we used to, used to
But I'm still in love with you
Wait
Wait a minute
Now if I drive by your house (house)
And see some bitch in your bed,
on you, so struck by ?
Get em up drive by,
Watch em gone drive by
Yeah paranoid, we drive by till we die
You niggas really don't know shit,
I treat
from what grown in the ground!
Ever since you came around, everything been goin' good
Baby girl, I know you ain't tryna be stuck in the hood
If
point I'm used to this just putting some on my stomach
Dominoes make the time pass this a nigga learned chess
Everyday I'm telling bae I'm good dont be
bed boy toes curled up
Now he want some more
These hoes lie just to get by cuz they box be rich and they mouth be poor
Honey I'm off Henny, Paulie,
You are worthy of all of the glory we bring
You are good to everyone You give food
Father Lord God, by Your grace we have stood
We have known the love
This is my life
When I hop on stage they all wanna talk
One by one, they all on my jock
Stop! Don't be mad
Which one of you is coming to my pad?
chuck it
It's not based on any luck
Feel the freeze, ice hockey puck
Coming through clean, I will cut through any muck
Bang the dirt is gone
I wrote
hit tha flo'
I'm out here spending all this paper
Bustin' cigarillos down
I blow it by the acre
If you lookin' this good
Well shit I wanna meet
hit tha flo'
I'm out here spending all this paper
Bustin' cigarillos down
I blow it by the acre
If you lookin' this good
Well shit I wanna meet
need to be free
I can pay for everything that's on you
So everything is on me
Got them girls gone Cindy Lauper, Gaga and a little Blondie
If you
we are not the same
cnd my pastor prolly think that I gone insane
But that really be some shit that I had to say
I think its time to do away with
it or duck
Or get a new Chuck
Up against the wall
Wont confess y'all
I mo move and I'm gone
An so I guess y'all
Lemme tell you so lend me
It was nice to meet you
I love making friends
But every good mixtape must come to an end
When the next one drops I hope
That I'll see you again
'Til
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