Lyrics:
your veins
To give that little shit in
Your chest a spark
If you lack these that mean you never
Had a beat from the start
So a cell is not an option
All
a queen
Ain’t a bruddah who could get up in between
I had a thing for Lizzy ever since a youngin in my teens
Never had olders
Always did my own ting
No one
Now every motherfucker in here bitchin', we rollin'
In that big body wide thing, a nigga patrollin'
Y'all jealous of the ass that a nigga be holdin'
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
with that tre 8
So much pound in my back seat
I'm gettin chased by those motherfuckers o p d
Should I hit a condo and lose the bottle
Fuck it I hear
sting like a Bumblebee, he start transformin'
Send yo' homies on the drill, but they ain't never make it back
Shoot up the Scat, we left it flat, he
, never be as good
Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white-
I'm the greatest
Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mention
Is you're one
sah!
Though it once had a dreadful shower of rain
We who are blessed they just can't put us under
Martyrs golden text is bondage never again
If not by
and ever
F***ing fantastic, f*** if you agree, I'm bright
But I don't give a f*** if you see me
[Chorus]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh
and ever
F***ing fantastic, f*** if you agree, I'm bright
But I don't give a f*** if you see me
[Chorus]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh
and ever
Fucking fantastic, fuck if you agree, I'm bright
But I don't give a fuck if you see me
[Chorus]
I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
can't speak
And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called The Freak
And when ya finally do come in to your
breaking up and I won't get the good end
Got into some drugs and stuff I thought I never would and
This ain't the way the story goes, turn back to page '20
I'm hanging with the sharks
She a dummy with her money but the brain she give me smart
Matter of fact let's bring up the past
Old problems I can't see
thing
I let a lot of homies slide
Only got a few left by my side
Never liked feuding with my guys
But I know that we gon be alright (Yeah, yeah)
A few
the gift of gab
to grab the mic, cause I'm sorta like
Vincent Price, but you never been so nice
So back up off me, I'm seperatin men from mice
Kickin ass
scared
Never been a type to bite my words
When I came up ya'll gave me shit
Now I'm finna make ya'll eat them terds
Always said what the fuck I felt
Gon'
Any radio show, any DVD, any stage show man
Put me up against gimmicks
Sound effects or skippy flow man
Don't think that you're cold
You're not ready
Mmh
Mh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, no, oh, no
Whoa, oh, no
Whoa, no, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, no
It ain't all good and that's the truth
Things ain't
Mmh
Mh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, no, oh, no
Whoa, oh, no
Whoa, no, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, no
It ain't all good and that's the truth
Things ain't
who shout never
A message we send
And there's a place where we'll forget
The things we've done
The things we've said
I know there's been some hard
spin the 12's and eating some chicken
And like the drink, we would mix it up good and spike it
Penned down the words to the song
The way I like it
We
made somethin' out of nothin', was always resourceful
Doors will form off of your will (your will)
I never switched teams, you're more George Hill
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