Lyrics:
Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up
???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time
Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9
This shit, real serious not casual sport
Let time fly by as I pen these thoughts
And I'm speedin' through life wit my car in park
And even in the day
real weight
Get my money comin' in from state to state (chin chin)
Contemplate, my niggas escape to the house
Cause if I'm caught by the times, then I'm
and thighs
I know she feeling fine
So we wine and dine
Got her licking mine in my whip I drive
Till the miles 9
Till the end of time
Got to wittiness mine
Yeah
of times
Condemned by the gods, for breaking their rules
The titans were imprisoned
Nine days of descent, an anvil will fall
Until it reaches the misery pit
Storyteller you could call me Stephen King
#1 bestseller like Pippen 6 rings
It was all written by a mufuckin king
Thought I was kidding just listen
nights holding tight, maybe another time
Even if we're never this again, i'll be there till the end
What hurts me more than the break
Is that you're not
Haha
vibe engine
Jiggy Boy Limes
Woo, Yeah, woo, yeah, woo
When I wake by 6, Give praise to allah
For his good grace and watch on my clan
for any rapper that showed up
First it was Oklahoma now its your house I'm blowin up
'cause I'm quick to butt fuck yo moms
And fuck a nine Bizarre's
is shocked by two disasters in nine days and
Edwina resigns over a storm in an egg cup.
1989 Berlin wall is torn down,
Freedom sweeps the East. In
Her telephone rang 'bout a quarter to nine
She heard his voice on the other end of the line
She wondered what was wrong this time
She never knew
despised from conception 'til end
Destined for a demise
Survived nine lives of staying high
Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, only
despised from conception 'til end
Destined for a demise
Survived nine lives of staying high
Conning, jewelry-pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, only
the wolf, knocking on his door
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not
the wolf, knocking on his door
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin"
"Little pig, little pig, let me in"
"Not
When I die, oh bury me deep
Down at the end of old Chestnut Street
So I can hear old Number Nine
As she comes rolling by
When I die, oh bury me
bring that on in
Bitch, I'm a problem, got your columns full of losses, no wins
Gary gangsta, fuck with Chicago niggas out that Low End
Much love to my
of on the plane
And heard the beat straight away
Just gassed me, over gassed
(Are you ready?)
Grew up in Plaist, grew up with Stormin
Help put the ends
Well, I left Kentucky back in forty nine
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillacs
end up like sheep
[Chorus]
Kill! Kill 'em live!
Kill! Kill 'em live!
Kill! Kill 'em live!
Mad heads confused by the isms
Bustin' caps
Cover lows with highs bro we get by
Chaperoned by lines when I flip rhymes
Hoping 9 to 5 ain’t on my horizon
Take sobriety under advisement
If I
(Yeah, aah)
Quarter to five you still up waiting on me
I don’t want you to sigh about the things we won’t be
Fuck a nine to five day ain’t gonna put
need a plug I bet ya hate that you played us
Been having dreams, in a Rolls-Royce, no 9-5
Seen them bad hoes, going crazy yo, when I'm pushing by
Wanna
she looks like
With a glass of wine in her hand on the bed
What the hell am I doing
I gotta go run
Control this mess
Blindsided by a few cops
With an AK
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