Lyrics:
killed Jay
Or Joe when he killed Game
Goddxmnit, I plan to Joe Budden the game
Spew nothing but flames
Bestow nothing by rage
Incinerate these nxggas like
to Belize, then to Tokyo
Houston and Harlem, Paris
Mediterranean Sea, I gotta beam out to Greece
I multiply by the, I triplify by degrees
I'd buy that house
to the fiends now I got 'em in my watch
Two years off the scene heard enough of ya fuckin' trash
We returned now to make you suffer like succotash
Run up
write my own scenes
We're all true creators surrounded by kings
Just apply the knowledge then you always rank supreme
Determined to stack a mil one mirror
as The Don pours his heart on this track
How could I just stand there an' not react?
An' I'm just about sick of all you sideline niggas
You know, do anythin'
Rather be with you being a nerd then to be cool by myself
Your matriculation and education can't be mistaken by nobody else
You ain't nobody's fool
she wouldn't give it away
See
Honey was offended by the pick up line
Honey was offended by the pick up line
When Joe the superhoe said, "Baby
don’t know
I’m in a foreign, wit yo hoe
How that feel? I don’t know
‘Cause I ain’t no average joe
You knew who it is by how I wear my clothes
I don’t drip
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
sweat it
Soon u can forget it
I had dreams that I turned to reality
By any means
Regardless of the casualties
Behind the scenes
Ever after
Never
Now let me hit you with a track like brakkakkak
Click clack, gat blast. Brakkakkak
Cuz I be running you down, gunnin you down
Motherfucka, pop
Coke-a-snortin, cop a key
Coke man, coked up
Coke importing coke
Cocoa-cane, cocoa-cola
Ra-also me-leggo
Step up on the scene
Like a prince wearing purple
Purple
fell hard for a track star
With the Skill of rebel
Could Give a hell
Isee you now with joe doe
Turn away and keep my eyes closed
Hoping the unknown
Maybe
Oh no don't get me started move smooth like a Harley
I smoke em like Marley if they want smoke
Walk in the party like joe with my Carti's
My drip be
wehrt
Eko lässt sich nichts gefallen, positives Feedback
K-Keep it real, Ek, L.O.V.E
Playersound und dann wieder Streetrap
Es funktioniert, das ganze
She says she love the way that Rolly hay
Gold ? so I call a bitch, know the thing
A couple features in the video
The hottest bitch already all up
get back in though
Thats a fact though
He want no smoke like he just got the patch though
And they gon' laugh behind the scenes
But they gon' love me
Game would say
"Hi!"s name in that manner
Many years went by
Still no legitimate answer
Anyway, I put out a mixtape in 12th grade
Hub City threat, minor
got that purp and I got that brown and I got that green
When I'm in yo town and I hit your scene in a candy painted car that'll sit so clean
trunk
Mama I love ya
But I got to keep the cutter
Even though you taught me not to cut up
AT got the trouble
Enjoyed all the ups and downs
The baseline
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
like vase
Thinkin I'm sprintin I'm just keepin the pace
Clear the scene I'm not leavin a trace
I got the shells I move by my self so there ain't nobody
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
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