Lyrics:
a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas
If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella
Let me tap into my inner self and killer, another illa
Murder
That's me
Came from the bottom cutting up trees
That's me
I first thought of rap when I heard Young Gene
That's me
I let my mind go when cutting up trees
your hands up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
Now hands where I can see them,
your hands up high like a false arrest
Let me see 'em up high, this is not a test
Yes, put 'em up, this is not a test
Now hands where I can see them,
it from behind
By the time I'm done pleasing that pussy, I will know it's mine
I got that one-of-a-kind shit that's so hard to find shit
Tell me what
will divide you into pieces
Turn you to rot and leave you to the leeches
He a bitch, he gon' test my fucking nine
Pussy boy, put your hands up in the sky
wishing I was rolling by with
Alabama High-Test
Alabama High-Test
Alabama High-Test
Got me in a big mess
Higher then a wildcat
They're gonna put me in
house
Couldn't find no peace with them spiders in the couch
Now I got a fucking piece that I put in hater's mouths
Not one dude ever heard me said average
Step up to the scene always cause a scene
Don't make me do it to yo team, that shits not a thing
Most you niggas straight pussy, it's all in yo genes
Laughing at Death
After I put my life to the test
Through the tears and the Blood and the sweat fight
In all Of my steps reaper get no Respect
up with a machete
So much beef, I can open a deli
Grinding hard, I don't care what you tell me, getting intimate with the game, R. Kelly (R. Kelly, R.
on ya
Now I gotta curve 'em, curve 'em, curve ya like a corner
I got your attention, know my presence infectious
God put me through tests
If I want
next
I got lots of friends that like to rap and they put me to the test
Been rappin' a bit longer than the homies not better than the rest
Been cappin'
always what they said
But fuck that shit I go put am to bed
Everyday na I go feel the stress
But everyone was thinking I ain’t had a test
Nobody had a clue
dipping through traffic cuz I got something for you later
Put this D on you and I had you shocked like a tazer
You fuck wit me strong cuz you know that I
This pussy stay tight like sock
Rich bitch yeah getting money by the bulk
I be like
Acting bad they try to put me in detention
Hoes big mad you can feel
I was sitting on the edge of his bed
Staring at the headlines on the paper
He said, "Look at poor Gene Kelly
I guess he won't be singing in
Pondering could this shit really be meant for me
Anything's better than living like Truman essentially
Hanged by the press that neva wanna address
On how
yeah go ahead chill by the jets in the hanger
When I'm looking at the GPS
Loco telling me I'm ready for the test
When I'm looking at the GPS
Loco telling
They talk down on me
Cuz they wanna be
What they can not be
And that is JD
You don’t got that Gene
I’m a different breed
I ball like Rasheed
Keep
twice
Before you test the kid
Don't say I can't have it
Cus that just makes me want it more
Number one status
Gonna do what they ain't done before
Don't
bitches 6 feet deep
My mental status destroyed
'Cause I was touched by the hands of tha sick
But I swear with a passion
I'm a put 6 shots in this
me and taking my blood,
doing tests on my genes and playing God,
until the government came and they got shot.
Walkin' by my cage, soldiers hearin me
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
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