Lyrics:
man,
and I shouldn't be bothered by people like you."
"Is that all you have for me? One lousy quarter G? Couldn't you lend
me a nickel...?" "Get out,
a man comin' on right now
He's garuanteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can
fly niggas call me Jim baker from Ohio
To Texas we so infectious ATL to STL is going to be hard to catch us I'm talking
Bout weed, pills,sipping
my man beatboxin
Shootin the breeze - see I'm nice with these
You'll be suckin it down like fast food high-see's
Type of rap bitch that love
the jungle, turn you to spaghetti
Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how
man, made something from nothing
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
What
beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
He dropped that dude like a shot from a gun
Smeared his
beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
He dropped that dude like a shot from a gun
Smeared his
else
Down streets and alley's win some, lose some
Then pretend to be pally, boom
Revenge is on the horizon status is rising
I was like JR, I didn't stop
believe we're going to hear more from here
Yeah, we just wanted to share that with you
You can see behind me here, this is what he looks like
Now, we did
for us to be easy
with that jailed
imagining. we've
been held too close
by that too long
in all that air they
steal in our eyes
while we
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
comfortable, I'll be counting back from five, I just want why
Relax, and just think of nothing.
[three farts in succession]
Gary phelps: are you gonna keep doing
I was born to shine just like Houston's skyline
I just had to say that for my city one time
Welcome to planet mars this is past cloud nine
Where we
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
Houston (Trunks pop, Tops drop)
(Fat Pat)
now whats up H-town cause we know that they fill us
three wheeler, vobe pealer, actin bad for scrilla
swisha
and that'll be bad
For my son to have the same shit his pops just had
And when I'm down to twenty three, I'm a be strapped wit tnt
Run up in city hall and take
OF SODA BOTTLES, IT'D BE WEIRD.
SPENCER: YOU'RE SAYING I'M ABNORMAL?
CARLY: DO I NEED TO SAY IT? GET DOWN FROM THERE BEFORE YOU HURT YOURSELF!
SPENCER: NO
crisis around without resorting to Nazi bullshit like oil wars and drug wars by just saying no! to George Bush.
And if people knew that the very
the law yeah
Spin the wheel
Pop a wheelie
Come catch up
Come catch a feel
csh my cigarette
Out the window
Live for thrills
From the bomb that is your heart
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
the breeze - see I'm nice with these
You'll be suckin it down like fast food high-see's
Type of rap bitch that love underground classics
Gettin more green than
you underground?
It's like way, hold that BAOW
I just came to put something down
That's crazy
Crowd starts booing again
I really came from nothin' my
everybody moving here
Talameshia
Afro Latina I be moving like Selena
HellCats and Slabs we stay dripping gasolina
I'm from that North mama birthed me
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