Lyrics:
hey...anyway
When we do talk then I get sucked into
Introductions to your ego
You're rubbing me the wrong way
Hello hi hey...anyway
[VERSE 1] (Vursatyl)
Hey yo
Hah Hahahah...
From the dungeons of darkness
Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop
Representin' with the LP
We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight
ghostly and Gastly like Emily
What's up Em? Remember when I used to uh, get drunk in your basement?
Ay what's up L.P. I see you... Glover what's up girl?
distraught thoughts
To your ears, flooded out by my peers
So I made this L-P, in the hopes I would appear
On your timeline, the fine line of spoiled milk
Yeah
Get you fucked up off these white claws
One swipe finna turn your squadron into five fjords
Big body ursa, major in a tribe war
Lightning strike
feeling, I know it oh so well
You're reeled in by the millions
And rented cars to
Avoid the day that they throw more shells
I'm in the back observing,
to open up man
First fuckin what's this a full length
Full length LP man I been on this niggas ass nigga for years about this shit man
But you know if you
(-thentic)
Co'ds turn into cobras, but I got a scorpion in case, we're protected
Mum told me to pack all my clothes and leave home
I was too wild
boogers
By the time it took a motherfucker learned to print more
Isn't she a looker if an ordinary hooker just another bitch cloned
Ever since P Abstract
ought to be a bringing up your little girl this way
It was signed by the secretary Harper Valley P.T.A."
Well, it happened that the P.T.A.
Was gonna
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
[Lil Ya]
MAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!! We need to run that....U.P.T. FOR LIFE!!!!!!!
[Yella]
Damn nigga!
[Chorus-Yella, Lil Ya, & Tec-9]
Get Into It
the abyss of street life
Blood on my kicks, shit on my knife
You's the wild child, Kicko turnin' men into mice
I was born to take power, leave my mark
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid watch your back one time it's comin' always
They lock me up for 12 days I can't comprehend
Now I'm
swear that was a freer time
'Fore niggas got turnt out
By these streets, getting into crime
Don't nobody wanna see mama always struggling, fuckin' cryin
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who am I to judge, I’m not your Honor
And the Lizzy coming red, it’s just like an iguana
She was busy, come instead
I need P’s
swear that was a freer time
'Fore niggas got turnt out
By these streets, getting into crime
Don't nobody wanna see mama always struggling, fuckin' cryin
Then I look into the sky and see a place with the Stars
‘Coz it
Looks so good
Ah
Feel it in my soul
Ah
Inspired by the great sh!t, so I'm gonna grow
Ah
street life, blood on my kicks, shit on my knife
Youse the wild child, kid cold turnin men into mice
I was born to take power leave my mark on this
Damaged oddity bought by Sotheby's
Auctioned to a selfish man who thinks that he's the prophecy
You can't even spell but you're an "expert" in
fightin' em back
Facts, you bitches weird, stay out the way cause I ain't into that
These niggas all up in my face and I ain't diggin' that
I'm givin' all
(Been high all day) oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah (Been high all day)
Oh yeah, go wild (Go wild)
Just come my way
Oh you got something special
Oh girl don't
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P
Forever wild from the cradle to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now
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