Lyrics:
anointed an off key accordion looking for that tune to shoot me to the moon
Taunted by the witches broom and the black cat in the black hat
nothing like Dr.
for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody riding big
I just sit back like look what I did
Then I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer
with footballs no Drew Brees
I got all hundred dollar bills Good blue cheese
And I just scored a pint of wock I got two P's
But ain't none of it for sale
nigga not average I Hadoken niggas
Paint the coolest pictures see the brush stroke
Bob Ross see the god dope dont call your dog off its all smoke
I'm
a dogs fart
Tom takes the blame hard
Killer bulldog Spike
Protects his puppy Tyke
Listen pussy cat
That's my boy
And that's his bike
Poke in the eye
Uh, check it out, uh
I steps in where the Mo's and the hoes at bay-bee!
Fuck all that pretty shit
Takin' it back to the gutter for you
to disagree?"
So Bernice bobs her hair and is instantly ensnared
In a trap so well prepared by Marjorie
Her hair was long, her hair was dark
Her hair fell
easily blinded by fortune and fame
(Do it man)
*Reggae chanting for 34 secs*
[Lidu Rock]
'cause in the projects man, you got to watch where you walkin
We could save that shit, this for the kids bro
2015, niggas tired of playin' victim dog
Niggas ain't trying to play vic— TuTu, how many niggas we
fallin
For me
It's always a movie witchu
Not NLE but I'll take a Tom wit me when I cruise
If u step up yo yard'll get stomped by my dudes
Like a football
He was tryna duck them shots like his ass was in the matrix
Catching bodies just like Tom Brady playing for the patriots
Bitch I'm feeling like itachi
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Jumper cable my heart
Tryna run through life
No light in the dark
No sun in the sky when I go outside
Wanna hop in a new whip go for a ride
But nothin'
Buying everything there - Swipe
Like everything is on sale - Swipe
Louis bags and some shoes - Swipe
Gucci belt and some Jewels - Swipe
I bought
there's ten of me
A sketch for their clone
A dog without a home
But you want more when I was on tour
Told her "you should write a lot"
Now look how
Nigga, you a clown, I can feel it by your gestures
I don't fuck with sideshow bobs, you a jester
No you're not a dog, you're a pet, bruh
Need
for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody riding big
I just sit back like look what I did
Then I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer
flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day
Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way
Now one fine day old Sandy Bob he
the pit and make them mosh
No matter if it's just a snare and toms
And all the moms start to freaking out and screaming oh my gosh
Look for the secret
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
Tom Petty's gone
And I'm long gone, and
How am I gonna make amends
With myself for never
I'm From the eighty-four like Orwell
Cold world, hot air
Big brother, living hell
Oh well, drug sales
Captivated most of my people
Genocide-like, but
to the metal
I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs, and yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles
So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner
So ask Bob for hope, nope,
They just wanna take you down
And they're gonna come for your crown
These niggas just like negativity
You just got to let you be
They just wanna take
your business on wax
When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to crack
See in the pen we got a name for niggas runnin' they yap
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