Lyrics:
fresh straight from a farm
Heavy metal strapped to my palm
Beenie Man in the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
KK got whacked by Jsav
one
I was on the M with Luther, don't get got by a prominent boota
Dishing out food, man's dishing out do your best see him and do him
When the beef
Got the clear spot from the rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
Since your
Got the clear spot from the rear block
To bust 'til every nigga here drop, men I fear not
Hold your nose and blow out 'til your ears pop
Since your
a compound
Where all my friends can come calm down
Escape from the world where them bombs drop down
Stop now
And gather round maybe help me out
Cause
of y'all niggas out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings!
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
(Coo, coo) drop-drop-drop the top, Kurt curb bang
(Tweet, tweet) she, she gon' drop it solo
It's out of view, yeah
Ass-shakin' and on shock,
P and I (Watch out)
Ya can't fuck with me, I leave ya screamin'
Ya want sex, ya must be wet dreamin'
Sonya C can duck bitches like a symphony
Now ya
not leave Him to His own devices
His half-witted fans will get out of control
How can we stop Him?
His glamor increases by leaps every minute
He's top
Time must go by (time must go by)
Time must go by (time must go by)
Timeout let's stop
Live a wild life on the Southside
Miss me give it up (up)
She
You don't see me running around looking for a bitch
I know where all my bitches are
Thank you very much
Bitch were you at?
I'm out here getting your
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh!
T.I.P., aye!
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there,
Man who ain't up on this down south shit
my money not robbing a bank
Just danced by the Ocean they calling me Frank
APC I just hopped out a tank
Running around and I'm hitting a flank
Going
you!"
And my dick felt long and hard
"I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one
I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man
The pole man, the shoeshine man
I'm a nigger man, watch me dance
I put the lyrics on the paper with
With the mask and the beenie
The day after that he got a
Plan to sell fake weed
To out of town town people
This shit is crazy people
Its motivated by
I'm flipping drops with invisible tops
Hoes bop when my drop step out
Southeast, way back to the SWAT
Yellowstone on West Belfort block
You ain't from
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
poison
Sisters up in my hood trying to do good given choices
When pregnant drop out of school or have abortions
Stop working hoping that they find a man
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
the fuck up, sissy, Gs up
All you gardeners freeze up, put your hoes down
(Shady, ease up, man, chill)
Nah, I can't, God damn it
Rap is a landfill, drop
different class
Grown man rap, out here honing the craft
Old man with the swag, I must be one of the last
(Grown man rap, there ain't no holding me back
Out
of a god, man I'm Annunaki
Got the blade on my hip, I don't need the tommy (ah)
I feel like Ichigo Kurosaki
Watch where you step, I might catch a body (drop
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