Lyrics:
(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
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
I be chasing all these dreams like the wild goose chase
When I was chasing all the coochie 'fore I knew how it taste
Went from stu taking takes
no matter what you do
A butterfly heart flies right past you
There's nothing to say, nothing to do
See if the ice will melt for you
See if the ice
Routine things turn to memories of gold
Ice so cold u can see that it's froze
Time flyin by now it's leavin it's gone
Sitting here in silence while I'm
the world in a vice grip
Woah
Going for the throat when I write this
Note
I ain't going home here quite yet
No
See me on the scene I got an ice pick
Gold
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
right now
Bruh I got five on me, bruh I need some ice cream
Aye, can you get one for my partner
Aye dat my lil ice cream
Aye I need some ice cream
to the slant route
For the win
Grab the cash and mash out
Whos losing if we all winnin'
You ain't even place
Im lookin for trophy space steady grinnin'
I need my
and download every rhyme that I spit
You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip
None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
It's a storage facility where I
Way up in the sky, yeah, Solar
Hop up in the game, then it's over
I just dropped this album for the summer
Yeah, she want designer, but I get her
you for accepting all my movies and my music
Thank you for an open mind with everything I’m doing
Thank you for tuning with CAGE 86 every time
Thank you
to God, Tre Little hate niggas like you
Neptunes for your second single
It's gettin nauseous
All this Cris-poppin and wrist watches, so
Yeah, don't hate!
for the cause, yeah
Ice-T in the motherfuckin' house (L.A. Player)
Ice-T in the motherfuckin' house (L.A. Player)
Ice-T in the motherfuckin' house
hatin'
See my watch a cold bitch
Call that hoe Sarah Palin
All my albums went platinum, nigga
Thanks to the block
Voice raspy as ever, nigga
Thanks to them
I told her please don't leave
Your grand daughter's two years old
I dropped two albums in the same month
Doing anything for cash, plus my trap
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
dollar tip, yeah (for what?) For all the dancers (whoo)
Took a stylish bitch (ayy) right to the Hamptons
Now she on the injured list, yeah (why?) 'Cause
You're tired yea I know
Lets go home
It;s nice and cold
We can watch Twilight Zone
Turn on the phone
Camera on
And watch me play
Metallica songs
weeks
I came up wit a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
Yachty, but not me though
Not even dissin', it just ain't for me
All I am simply is just an emcee
Maybe "Stan" just isn't your cup of tea
Maybe your
of your toe
All the way up to your last hair follicle
[Biz Markie]
Hey hey hey, it's me the diabolical
Yes, y'all and, it's time for me to fall in
I'm thought erasing All the bad times
That I had, raging
Facing what I have Put me out dazed and
Fazed by what I had Left me all razed in
Not crazed
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