Lyrics:
a better album than blue face in two days
Did it by myself for so long I forgot how to ask for help
Need enough money to swim in Michael phelps
Y'all been
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here to stay
To give me the thoughts
To ration the heart to ask you now
I wanna give you a six finger handshake
Not around your hand, but your body, if that makes sense
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
would go away
Start a day, bad hands make it hard to deal
Sometimes I wanna pull it, end it all with a bullet
Hard to live life to the fullest with
on
Talkin' 'bout he Italian
Say I won't go drop a double album
And rap double time on all dub-step
And got no producers
Just me rockin' over beat-boxin'
By
We shot the motherfuckin pack yo
Yo to all my niggaz uncivilized to civilized
We cook the shake move the weight across the tri state
Them jooks
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
to fill the hole, I offer up this lyric
To anyone that want to hear it
Deep down, I know we'll be all right, but at times I can hardly bear it
I was blessed
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
girl
That I dedicated, this song, well this song really was written
By Blowfly, and I want all y'all to hear this shit
It's just a poem that I writ
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
lee
Rest in peace
But please future me
Try to get to phase one
By phase 6 we'll have won
So make sure to master the plan
Before you make your master
[Heavy D]
Yea this is uh Super funk you know what I'm sayin
This is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig
I'm talkin about
[Redman] Negroes!!!!!!!!
(repeat 6X) [Hit Squad] The head banger WHAT?
[Hit Squad] The head banger
Parrish Smith gettin wreck
[Hit Squad]
(Drop the fucking album!)
(Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?)
(Seriously, si-six, seven months
Order now before the sounds of sexy soul get away
Hey y'all, I got a great new album in the mail today
Finer thangs, hoes like (Yeah) dough
And they cut that shit
Yeah, I been at it like "Wassup, bitch"
Put ya' favorite rapper deep in a ditch
Ya' favorite producer get murdered by 6ix
We
and choose my own Rhythm
Six Two I'm a lissome
You clowns are all clones
I'm aiming for high scores
Until I get bored/board I'm poised
Rendezvous Gardens, no
six albums in two years and
Every damn one hit the Billboards
And I kicked a twist and hit number two with
That country album that I made for 'em
Then
believe it's been six albums already?
Why, it seems like only yesterday
That I single-handedly started this two-person band all by myself!
And definitely
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Southernplayalistic ATLiens in your sock drawer
No lockjaw, we got that raw shit and all the trimmings
Even though we got two albums, this one feel like the beginning
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
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