Lyrics:
of the 8 ball
Floating on a cloud of smoke
Burning some lethal
Careful how you move
But I move like it was legal
You trying to get a piece
Why you peeping
next
On the chessboard
Knowing I'm programmed
By the media
Please go check your encyclopedia
Martyring them on multimedia
The steady speed of them
To see
Ludacris
Feeling tongue tied when I'm spitting this
Money power fame yeah I'm loving this
I don't really get why I do
Everything I say come true
Been in my
that nobody else can do this
And I'm gon prove it by climbing to the top of the mountain with this music
Okay I'm back at it
In love with my craft like
If I ain't as good as Jay or Em then who is
Metaphors maneuver through music like move bitch Ludacris
Beats filled with manure when dudes lit
uh, come check me now (Black! Jack!)
Uh, hah, uh, yes, hah, uh, uh, back to the beat, like
(It's the jump off) get it off now, come on
(It's
me
You take what you can get
And I'm getting the love they give
Back against the wall, passion blowing in the wind
Go against the grain to gain another
Walking empty shift streets to get some tea
And cure my ceaseless hunger
My whole life I've been seen as a number
With days gone by, I only feel number
(Right off track boy)
Then I get back to rap (And snap back boy)
Now where do I start, I'm living with loss
All the vicissitudes of the game gave me
[Grym Reaper (Gatekeeper)]
(Black woman)
She's never gonna come back
(Princess)
She's never gonna come back
(I never find another honor like a track
Product of my choices,
Product of my head and its voices
Funny how young, I felt voiceless.
Fiddle with mics cause I need me a potion
To get me back
cuh
Ya im back
Queen of the 9 i said it thats facts
No cap
I just picked up the crown not givin it bacc relax
A bitch talk outta line, a bitch a get
[Chorus]
You must regret the day that you left me.
You must regret the day that you left me.
Still tryna get back(get back)
Still tryna get back(back
as a bitch (what?) Grabbing your bitch (what?)
Get O.J. start slappin' your bitch
I'm A.C. here's a cap for your bitch
While me and my nigga sit back
get leaked
Hop in his car he gone he fleed
Got no friends like Vlone tee
Like a chef I'm by my cheese
Yeah, Huh
Move bitch
Like I'm (yeah)
Ludacris
I
Fuck around we gon spin this shit
Tell her move back no Ludacris
Tell her get back no ludacris
Tell her get back I'm on my shit
Tell her we back u know
knew no category
Had no back down in his heart, he took the toll and wore the cross
Instilling within us hope to carry on
Through multimedia forms:
ways
Social media culture is in a vulturous phase
Misopedia vultures are in the culture today
Multi-media culture is in a cultural praise
But y'all by
it I be cooling
Niggas talking make no money I can't fool with it stupid
I might go back for the first time like I'm Ludacris I’m what
I be stepping
catchin' tracks
I got Will, ain't gettin' him back
Fo'nem took your pole, nigga, you ain't gettin' it back
I can't wife a ho, she doin' gang and 'em
Lil'
and aim
Tryna get from the bottom to the top like the stock exchange
Shower, shit and shave and hit the corner for a block exchange
Amazing what my
the music industry man.
Ludacris and field mob,
Mouth to mic resuscitation.
Lets go.
can you handle it?
Eight away, bang in the back with the woofer
Suspect niggas don't come outside
You might get your wig pushed back tonight
Said I deserve my respect
Brains don't matter if your wig get split
mache ein' Track (Track)
Will nicht ficken, Shawty, bitte gib Neck (ja)
Bin auf mei'm Stoopid Shit (Stoopid)
Brauche Money, so wie Ludacris (Ludacris
.jpg/204px-Ludacris_2008_(cropped).jpg "Ludacris")
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