Lyrics:
this shit gon stop
I gave Do a record deal, then he got killed
And his sister questioned me, wanna know how I feel
I done made it out the hood, I
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
know I've got something for your body
Earl...Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Dennis
is in
Well I know I've got something for your body
Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
DJ, DJ, one more time from the top, just sayin'
I want, I want, I want the DJ
I want the DJ, to spin that record for me for today
This is
on that Chronic, Boi you where I got it
This that J.O.G. prescribed to me by the doc from the street
Not Dr. Dre, he make my day and cool like cube
animals (oh)
Stupid trick got my dick startin' to itch
Went to my mother's grave site, called her a stupid bitch
One on one in this bloodsport, I'm in
animals (oh)
Stupid trick got my dick startin' to itch
Went to my mother's grave site, called her a stupid bitch
One on one in this bloodsport, I'm in
Yeah, brand new Snoop Dogg
Somethin' to crack the new year off, ya dig?
One for the treble, two for the bass
Come on everybody, lets rock this place
put my record out
I'm gonna be large, know what I'm talkin' about?
In the first 2 years I made about 300 bucks
Yo, this business sucks
But I got
a chance will you? If you don’t like- ah hey! I
swear, if you don’t like it we’ll fucking fire his ass. He’s out.
[K:] Who is this guy? I never…
[J:] His
at Club Zen and drinkin', actin' brand new
Actin' like he never seen my face and I ain't got loot
They know I'm Cash Image and I'm with Tech N9ne
'm back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
the norm
Un uh
My lyrics cause brain damage
Fill out this form
Why
When I record huh
I have to wear protective gear sent by the board
Wow
I'm the new hero
of nostalgia (I got the problems you’ve been begging for)
I just smashed it, now nod ya (I said to meet behind the record store)
Heads, make ‘em bang like
Freddy bitch ass look like a wet dream
This is fact, not fictional, son of a bitch
I got the mind of a lunatic
that play the bench for the Oakland A
He drop you to a hop to the record he play
Couldn't keep it a secret I'm L.L. Cool J
Rhymes are all wax and reel
He who can see you the most
Most of us cry me know
Most don't wanna be know slave no more
Idolotry is what got us into the most of this
The j silent me
I got my life back
So I school the fools about the fast track
I get static from the style of my technique
Profanity, the blatant way in which I
favorite spot
Plus I like it there, 'cuz I got love on the list
High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked
Walk up in the place and get love from
two
Used to link at night but now we through
By myself yea i'm steady grinding
Niggas bitch like mademoseille
Can't tell on my brother
Zip this bag like
those motherfuckers one day
They even arrested bobby brown and cool j
Yo, they got their's comin', cos I'm mad and I'm gunnin'
Homeboys, and there's no
see me fly
Go and see you now waving as I go by
Just 'cause I haven’t been posting, don’t think I got slow
My records still stand, elevate with my flow
Nickel Da O.J. Da Glove
I got a Posse of Insane Clowns
Blow your brains on your opposite ear
And ask you how your brain sound
Bad, Evil, we go Alfred
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