Lyrics:
cardboard
Artists that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores
Graphic designers are sitting around
Waiting for albums that never come out
'Cause I'm respectin' women
I heard your record, I was laughin' at it
Maybe they would like me more if I got a little graphic with it
Nah, I don't wanna
disbelief
'Til I dislocate both your feet
That's what happens, you step to me
Not too graphic, but not PG
Lots of action in every scene
I'm kidnapping
madness
So quit your naggin', you couldn't fathom what I've imagined
Forget the mansion, I'm in the attic
It's pretty graphic, but had to happen
You
it's just music still
Well I am a graphic classic song composer
Music notes on sheets, I wrote this piece to get closure
Some of y'all might know
these corny niggas bold
Life told, screenplay graphic when it unfold
Running with them killas made his heart cold
Lights strobe, cameras on him walking
of melodic, hypnotic productions
That'll fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions
(You feel me? You feel me?)
You feel me? I'll write a graphic
of melodic, hypnotic productions
That'll fuck with your conscience and touch your emotions
(You feel me? You feel me?)
You feel me? I'll write a graphic
doesn't cease,
then at least the deceased
might know Jesus as their savior as their bodies hit the streets.
And i know this is a graphic view.
And i pray
gotta ask me
Kids close your ears cause this right here is graphic
Then we sit down and we brown on that cali-cali
Like we in Atlanta in the Caddy
I am
(pop it, pop it)
Bloody ass is what I'm seeing, it's way too graphic
Watch your fingers 'cause the cactus dangerous (yeah)
Broke, you ain't us, we
the graphics
I ain't only got eight cuz I fly passed it
Why ask is Ma$e a classic
Knowin' I'm from the hood doing deals with Magic
Come on
Get ready,
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
low
I'm Rated R, my brain contains graphics things
It turn traumatic teens into addicts, and fiends
It's like, watchin' a movie through a panoramic
shit
Don't even sound warm
Nigga I'm nasty, my style is sound porn
The graphic, exposin' wack asses
I emcee as free as Ol' Dirty Bastard
You think you
racist oppression
Matter of fact, fuck you
This program contains graphic material, including offensive language
Viewer discretion is advised
habbit
The game is gettin graphic but main I gotta have it
Son of a drug addict but that ain't no excuse I got these
Money makin skills I mma put em
just did it to do it that's why I suit it and boot it
Here's the graphic niggas is just tattered and added
Orgy's are automatic from back-traffic
F'real, uh
Oh boy, due to the graphic game-orienfestedness
Of this program, viewer discretion is advised
I promise you pimpin', I mean that
backed by bullies who be peelin' caps
I sack a rapper like linebacker, play my rhyme backwards
You can hear the Devil speak his mind with fine graphics
than this, whoopin' niggaz down like Jack Nich
When I backflip my tactic graphics
Ooh! Redman jams it in
Due to difficulties I won't be done by ten
a psychopath-ic
'Cause I'm graphic on the mic I never let go
Light skinner eat dinner like a soul man
Prove with the rhyme I'm down, Sam's hands
Transform
shots splatter your Goose, scatter ya feathers
Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic
Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin'
If rap was crack,
somebody's icy arms and now
Graphics will do the deal justice
It's a can't lose
Only two times or three or four or more
To find in the love in
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