Lyrics:
Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by
I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy
Mommy so spicy
Give me that if it’s pricey
AKG got me Icy
Cause that bling-bling excites me
I get that D good by the sea
Baby Mo got that spice yeah
Speak
Damaged
I don't look like I do this for fun
Club punk
Dressed like I’m scared of the sun
I don't look like I do this for fun
Scare or be scared by everyone
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
When I was 12 I was angry and bored
Found music by Green Day and Faith No More
It was different than other stuff hitherto heard
But the difference
I'm a punk star
Grab your buddy by the hand and get crazy
Party up until the sun, if you make it
Everybody on Patron, getting wavy
No more hating
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Quiero one more time como dice daft punk
Quiero tenerte a mi lado
Baby tu sabes que yo nunca fallo
Tanta belleza dentro de esa nea
Me tienen loco sus ojos
to like smoking with homies
But now I prefer getting high by myself, I don't know
Why I be like this, ay, when did I grow
So fucking violent, I lost control
world shrunk's
When i feel punk
PUNK
People under no king
People under no rule
We live by design 'till we sign a sign to grasp
In my veins reins insane
(Fuckin' punk, pussy bitch)
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac (I'll fuck you up, boy)
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not (never)
and I went OK
On a Monday morning, you decided to vex
By saying u moved on, and you used your ex
As a crutch to heal, you loved it I bet
You added more
matter
I'll never forget what you did to me pest
You lied being upset over a meaningless text
You took it too far, by lacking context
Neurotic and daft
the Syndicate's throwin that crazy dick
Punk motherfuckers run up
You'll get done up
We'll have your ass gunned up
Before sun-up
So what's the color I'm raggin?
fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take
a hook
Bought a rap starter pack but I forgot to read the book
Be a sook, because you got ignored on my last song
You must be daft, 'cause you're more
on and said; "I've seen it, high up on the hill
If it doesn't fall this year then very soon it will!"
Crazy boy
Everybody knows the rock leans over the town
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
Dastardly a bastard
Drastically attracted to the casper
Classically I'm acting daft at all the flatter
But that ain't even half of what I'm after
in a world far away
Getting everything I want and more
Than I could start to say
But I've
Been by myself stuck inside
cnd I
Feel like I'm gonna lose
tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonous pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
Cause I provide
and try to punk
'Cause I'm a hit you in the face with it
I got a posse of crews to serve blues if you fuck with it
Yo, the Prode'je spoke and choke
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
in the full moonlight
M.I.T. punks dying left and right
There's nowhere to run, don't even try
'cause all my shootin's be drive-bys
[Chorus]
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