Lyrics:
a Hina-hoe
but amnesia pussy a make a nigga think kind of slow
Don't talk about me don't read about me
Come see about me, its a G about me
No need to doubt
"Alright, cool, Jay"
But I gotta be at work by 3, it's midday
I can't go in smelling like weed, he said
"Okay" stop by the cheap tobacco store
Two swishers
the county, three years have already went by
They're pressuring my Locs, trying to get them to testify
Snitching ain't no joke, it's hazardous to your
right from inhaling the
Work all my life
Fuck it, greasy I, had the whole DC high
Pissy off Cristal, 3G high
Seasoned Bacardi, VVS's
Blesses my body, we
fade
All that nickle and dime shit, don't hold no weight
Fortune 5, top 5 in the Forbes (you'll see) as you
Thumb through the Source I read the Ride
like a 3 pt contest
But I don’t compete these niggas
N Ian walking round with teflon vest
Cause I’m da one pulling da triggers
How I get money
easy, just look it up on the pc
News drown your thoughts when your watching the tv
Fumes on my lungs when I inhale the pt
Fuck now our kids got three
How how do you take the temperature? Because I don't I don't like the one in the back side.
It's just the one that reads your forehead.
Oh, thank
n’ read about it you can see about it
You can’t cheat up out it
Watch the bird fly, with my third eye
Make the world cry
Look up at the blurred sky
And I know some of y'all are gonna say it's not that deep, but a horse dragging a doll with a noose around its neck
Taken from her mother and put in
it go
Grrrr pow
Wearing all dior
The feds looking for me
Fuck all of yall
Catch me in the block
They'll never know
My niggas got my back
They'll let it
to heaven and leads to holy thoughts and principles
This armour does not lead to realization of Manthra
Unless it is read forty thousand times by
as you can
It'll make you head feel good all inside.
So the Captain says alright
He takes himself three big tokes
Off that funny little brown weed
ain't no way back from that
The pain in his voice echoes through the whole ward
Kelly's so saddened by the shock of it all
She can't speak, but the eyes
that day I got hit with a curse
Life don't care and your boy had to learn
Know a paramedic by his first name
What you know about spitting out blood man?
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
said)
I wish that I could read your mind
You know, It's through all these hardships that I realized that, you know what
This is God's country, because I
Interesting people!
He wallows in corruption, crime, and gore
Ting-a-ling-a-ling, city desk
Hold the press, Hold the press
Extra! Extra! Read all about it
flipped it
Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit
All of this was around spring eighty one
I was in the life and had a good three year run
Anyway,
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
thing ever
Imagined
I have the big all-plugins version of FL
It wasn't until last year that I upgraded to the last tier, and only then because it
Was
and you
You think it make me but it really don't (it really, really don't)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You read
and you
You think it make me but it really don't (it really, really don't)
But I, I'm feelin' good about myself
So I, I splurge a lil' hell
You read
Uh I don't know about that
Straight up doing my own thing, I'm all that uh
You bitches must be on crack
By getting me fucking involved to that uh
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