Lyrics:
There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief, yeah
There's too much confusion
Mmm, I can't get no relief
Yeah
I see
through the fields and I eat the grass
It's so scrumptious, I eat it down my throat
That little grass I have to poke
My little brother with after school one
SILKK THE SHOCKER LYRICS
"My Homie"
(feat. C-Murder, Master P)
[Master P]
Damn. I never thought I'd be wearin a suit and tie so many times a year,
career is about to go fast as the flash
You step on toes ill lash in a flash and tear your flesh
Mama said hold the mic tight son and i started to throw
career is about to go fast as the flash
You step on toes ill lash in a flash and tear your flesh
Mama said hold the mic tight son and i started to throw
of an elite group of people
(Lyrics are swift and strong) never feeble
What we said yesterday will stand by tomorrow
While some chose to borrow
Brothers are
Directs the tone then rhymes are stolen
Stop buggin'! A brother said, "Dig him?" I never dug him
He couldn't follow the leader long enough so I drug him
helpless
When I try to stay sick, it's Yakub grafted six
Calm for the kill, knowing the style that's ill
When I drop, lyric skills, brothers say, Buddah
[Featuring Puff Daddy]
Nobody said it would be easy ha hah
[Puff] What y'all want to do hah? (2X)
Nobody want to handle it
[Puff]
get heavy on the Henny
After this, I'm linking Bethany and Kelly, uh
All these brothers say they got me
They don't get me, no one stop me
So don't
me or you're not
Shai know the vibe he said show me what you got
Shooting up lyrics like I'm holding up a glock
Can't wait for them to hear it cos I
momma Tina
And I said what I said now I’m feeling good like Nina
Put a spell on a nigga like Sabrina
Storming through mad like Katrina
It was no love all
(that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
And that's all!
Fatal is merciful and they curse me
When I grip the mic I show no
that people are loving my music and every lyric I spit
I just can't help it, this isn't me bragging or boasting, just energy I'm putting out in the open
No, no, that's good that's my passion
Farrakhan was not correct about
Everything in his
Career, but those points resonated with many
As he dispatched
(These tears I cry)
(Sure won't be the last) ayy, rest in peace to Nip
(They will not be the last, no) the album was done, I had to go back in
sister
Then I lost a brother
Like the whole thing was math, I saw the minus
Shit is coming out, far from an anus
Spread deadly rap lyrics in the street
I love to sing
Call me the king of pain, but my name ain't Sting
Or Roger Clinton, I'm not riding off my brothers fame
'Cause all you sap suckers
mutually exclude
One another what a bummer having jelly
With no peanut butter
Me and my brother hit the kitchen
With ingredients for the main dish
open
Hoping these lyrics will keep me coping
On the grind like copin', no time to bring the dope in
But this Nyquil got me feeling lit
It's been like 3
Gave the rooms to my jefa and brothers I'm good
I don't try to compete I don't try to compare
If I'm better than you then so be it who care
It's plenty
and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol, something far from a
Lover, beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh 'cause no one
higher purpose
You niggas leeches and serpents
I think it's good that now the teachers are learnin', yeah
Your brother said, it was your cousin then
the tremble of the tweeter and the presence of the bass
Mo' bass!
No-now-now-now-now
N-n-n-now when I say bass, not the base of the pipe
(You mean
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