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to the box that your white and red 11s was in
You turned the box into a vault and now you're parking by the court
Blueprint track 4, with one of those
to bring up
Cuz we have something special and I fear that that may bring us
Either close or apart so for now I'll just play it smart
I've cherished this
The tank may be in the red but it ain't empty
Keep on goin you don't know what's ahead
Just keep that motor rollin' down the road
Don't slow down
there's a penny that wants to drop.
is this what you want?
hey hey my friend guess
i'll be seeing you round now.
when it happens again,
when you feel it
the dragon, I don't know what happened
It's like the feeling I had when I first started rappin', I just
Couldn't seem to get back and recapture that magic
So
Motherfucker
That's why I fucked your bitch
Haha, ayy, ayy
This shit specially sent out (it's specially sent)
To all my niggas from Florida (all
D.C., Tampa, Chicago
Dallas, Memphis, Detroit and L.A.
So call in now, 1-800-High-as-a-Motherfucker
That's 1-800-,High-as-a-MOTHERFUCKER!!
DOCTOR DOCTOR!
let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh)
Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been
feeling meek
So now I got the talent that is roughly ten percent of what I know that it could be
Parker and I just been working on a tape
And this is only
But careful no
To lose the way.
Into the woods,
Who knows what may
Be lurking on the journey?
Into the woods
To get the thing
That makes it worth
a answer. Get with me or get trampled
But I mean, I can beat you if Hip Hop can beat cancer
cnd plus I made it through a storm
I got stripes in Tampa like
to me throwing drinks off the motherfuckin balcony
Dog you tripping, get your ass from around me
I ain’t on that sucker shit
You straight clowning round’
cracking fingers, my blood gets thinner by the minute
Sometimes I feel that I am dead
Distant memories haunt me (distant memories haunt me)
It truly seems
bigot
Now it's your turn
Bigots in the north seem to get respect
You know I'd choke that greasy neck
Step to the left, step to the right
In my piece,
me say it
While I was playing like I was Simon says
Or even if I threatened to tell myself
To confess it or else, I was dead
But now I said that I'll
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
put you in grave know yo path ahead (Path ahead)
Fake ninjas spooked when the banner red (Banner red)
Leave you like my hos that get left on read (Left
Now I understand we ain't perfect
I just wish we would confess it but naw
As Americans idolize success
So why would we face that facade
Meanwhile
your eyes open,
And when you see that sign,
You know to tread slow,
Don't you keep on trying to see the light that let you go,
Don't you see the red
to
Whatever it takes to get by, yeah
See the last argument that we had
You started off strong, but I knew it wasn't gon' last
You ain't have no proof, so I
Ruth and I put that on the Gooch
Droppin muthafuckas just like a bad habit, Dag nab it
Tricks want to get outta line I let `em have it
Now bag it, I
(appears as a bonus track on the red light special single)
Now I lay me down to sleep
That was then, but this is now
I pray the lord my soul
just grab 'I'm in the biscuits!
And doowutchyalike.
Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown,
It really doesn't matter, we can all get down,
just grab 'I'm in the biscuits!
And doowutchyalike.
Now, red, white, black, tan, yellow, or brown,
It really doesn't matter, we can all get down,
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