Lyrics:
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
Coming down the 'vard
Acting hard, not fraud
Coming through, Poyo gotta yellow broad
Automatic ho, gotta yella ho
Coming through the boulevard, cash, rock
wooden
Hard fucking and some face pulling
Im X-Rated tell the kids beat it
Im going too far and I ain't leaving
So far that you can't see me
Say 'ahhh'
Displays of waste are best replaced with grace and a death is refreshing
In the face of what remains
Victory tastes like being berraded
By angel
[Yukmouth]
I live the life of a hoodlum
Take ten paces, turn around and shoot 'em
Concrete Budda
We threw 'em in the creak to loose 'em
Streets
Suck on her titties like sippy cup
She know im staying on my grind
Been by my side since the come up
Bitch I dont need no stylist
All my niggas we
You can't take the heat
You touch that fire
I know that you gone melt
She gone come through
When the night falls
She my baby
She my lil star
She
now salute
Recruited by terrorists
Refusing like a mentalist
I'm prejudice...
To those incompetent lyricists
To those incompetent lyricists, ah
To those
and LL, as well, hell
Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells
Ever forever, universal, it will sell
Time for me to exit, Terminator X it
Turn it
record spins, resort to reckonin
Recallect, rewind, let me rephrase
Better recognize retard and relay some respect
Or be raided by regrets, remainin wit
a star
Simulation
I'm an avatar
In my day dream
In an alcazar
She no good for me
In and out my god
No no good mami
Bitch you need Allah
Animated
Elevated
I
wont dream it I Martin Luther King it
Reality is so much more than it seems
Higher than kids on a swing
The will is poisoned by cream
I feel I'm caught
is a movie you need you a rating, Im rated R
Just give me a call
If you ever need me girl, One day see me on TV girl
This shit can get stressful remain
Middle school low rated
Now I'm feelin' inebriated
Present time, ratings started elevating
Everyday celebratin'
But holding' the wine glass in
Run up in da bloc
Coz da bloc is hot
2-3 shots to a n****
Who be messing with my spot
Its some super star shit
So i make them ladies blush (ayy)
Bust
the esophagus
You couldn't carry my oxygen in the populace your rhymes are topless like X-rated porn flicks
You real annoying like horse flies and ticks sticking
a procedure for niggaz to bleed from the busting
Putting heads on platters slip the heat wit 3 G's and we bushing
Triple X-rated tramps I gotta show reefer for
in Brazil like Naymar
I just hit em once, on film rock star (Ayy)
Then send em home walking, better use the North Star (Haaa)
Not effected by a hater
on a string
I'll shoot that ass
You'll never make up inside the ring
I got my plan premeditated
I live my life X-rated
And all you sons of bitches
Will never be
Rocks if l go broke.
[Chorus: x2]
[Verse Two: Layzie Bone]
Lil' Lay hey coming in a form of scripture, finna get ya and hit magic
Droppin' down
schools
Dyin to get busy, because I knew I had the tools
Then I got the heart and went by the set
I said, "Yo, I wanna rock the set" "Yeah no sweat"
Kickin
imma lick the whole plate
No shit, I'm a ten second lover with
And hour worth of dick
Wanna spend a little time
Hey bitch, gonna to get some cut ups
So
But that's another story
Kottonmouth Kings
It's Unexplanetory
Kottonmouth Kings
But that's another story
It's Unexplanetory
Daddy says triple X rated
a feature
Or any cosign
A knock madness
I'm rated as a hop sinister
The breath of life
I rekindle a glowing splinter
Chairman I'm the incredible Mr
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