Lyrics:
Look at me, I'm in my glory
Like a child, who loves a story
Pinching myself just to see
If you're really here with me
Nothing good can last for
penny-pinching bitch, it get on my nerve
Pulled up inside of the Lamb', made that bitch turn, made that bitch swerve
I just been clutchin' my Glock, get nervous
The girls used to say "Oh his nose is too big"
Chali 2na:
Yo, you'll get bruised, kid, ghetto blues, you'll never refuse shit
The show's good, pinching MC's
With their
Groping
Grabbing
Clutching
Clinching
Strangling
Handling
Fumbling
Pinching
Phooey
There's gotta be some life cleaner than this
2na]
Yo, you'll get bruised, kid, ghetto blues, you'll never refuse shit
The show's good, pinching MC's like rosewood
I'm shrinking you rap characters
links me a lot
She loves me so much, she's pinching my spots
And I don't need a mansion
Even if I lived in a box
She would never snitch to the opps
anybody Imma threat to the industry
Tryna get back to retarded old silly me
niggas ain't killing me, not even pinching me
Y'all niggas ain't really taking
sinister, picture a ticking bomb in the Pentagon
The typical shit I've been on, remember the pen is gone
Your pinnacle's penny pinching, I'm getting nickels
Somethings crept in under our door
Silence soaking through the floor
Pinching like a stone in my shoe
Some chemical that's breaking down the glue
Shocked and startled by some peculiar twist of fate
Don't know how it happened, but I'm punching above my weight
I'm pinching myself, you're
Intoxicated by foul body odours
And the nauseating tepid whiff
Pinching your nostrils as you irrigate flatus
From the emaciated stiff
Volatile entrails
His dark eyes lookin'; he's a poor boy
He can't seem to keep any buttons on his clothes
And the shoes on his feet are pinching on his toes
And his
Everybody's pinching their guts
Young lumps of lead, floating on the harbour
They pick themselves up, now they're falling down again
Big lumps
the midnight moon
Pitiful little wild child
Posing for portraits with a smile
Closing your eyes and pinching yourself
Won't make it go away
Do you remember blue
Filling fancy spaces
with silly little screens
Kids show off their braces
fixing funky teeth
Pulling funny faces
Pinching chubby cheeks
Feeling so
And sticking to the mission
You could get a lot off top
Or you could get that pot
That you been pinching
If you was listening
We've been to Michigan Ave
away
Saving up for another empty...
Penny pinching rainy heaven day
No-one talks at night
They scream and fight and say too much
My wife dreams
of discussion
Had a Ted Talk with the higher me
Showed me how to run it up I need all my cheese
Every day that I wake up I'm pinching myself
Can't believe
that dole of go-gets
Sick of penny-pinching like I'm tryna host some roasters
Busting through the wall I was broken holes in
And I was meant to be
nape
It looks up with a fair glass face
The peeling palms of dirty hands
Jointed thumbs with drumstick ends
Yellow nails from pinching fags
A slimy
The deal spent a mill'
Meant it for real folks, bet'cha dyin' dollar
Dented the steel choke when he
Met the iron collar
Wrote this oath while pinching a loaf
niggas still penny pinching
Shoot out that five 'til its empty
It's just me and Lil Duke in the Bentley
Know a lot of you niggas ain't with me
You get
Take my trip and die
Just hope I go up, before I end up dyin'
All these broke ass penny pinching kids
Get off my line
They say, Yeat where you at? you
on pinching myself
Will the fear disappear, oh no
It's like a stone hanging over our heads
Ready to blow
Cos this is our time
You've got to believe
That it's
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