Lyrics:
skipping all the pit stops, blazing right by red traffic lights
See, some folks like the slow lane... me? I just need the R.P.M.s
Under the hood, you can
Don't tell me prepare
I'm the one who gave P the career
None of yous cared before he said my name
Okay, I'm leaving it there
I ain't gonna lie this
of the P.Funk, the Bomb
Mind your wants 'cause there's someone that wants your mind
When you're taking every kind of pill
(The bigger the headache,
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
know what classy means
And I know that you are not
Sittin' there in your fast cars
Windows down bad songs blastin' out
Cat calls, but you don't know my
millennium
You can't know what I'm schemin', my ideas I'm concealin' 'em
These plain and simple bars I'm sayin' 'em just like I'm seein' 'em
My rhymes are
P. Diddy:
Lord, help us
Jermaine Dupri:
Come on
Bono (of U2):
Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Gwen Stefani (of No Doubt):
Oh, brother,
a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck
your ass rolled over
By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer
(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your
control my world you boys are not so poised
P-p-pull up and roll up, hit
I'm making hits
All I know how to do, I cannot ever miss
Sexing the chicks more
wanna be the center piece of my entire culture
And I've been thinking bout you
Cause you've done such
By doing such
I get a pen and paper
Write you
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
B***
R.i.P Shaq
Ah ah
There ain't no telling what I miss him like
So it's C side sailing
You know fish fi fry
And And
If it's a different vibe
Then
some vital information that I
Want everybody to take in
You get what I'm saying?
There's nothing wrong
With wanting to be a MC's bredrin
Or being the DJ
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
a fuck.
Chances are usually not good
'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white
that space?
Well, you look
so match that store.
(But why) are you there.
I couldnt stop
thinking of you.
Give me an
A-p-p-l-e-m-i-n-t chocolate,
please.
messenger
P-A-are-I-S is a blessin ya
can't underestimate or recreate
The sounds of Scarface, let the man BREAK!
"There is no in-between - you are either
And by and by
You can reach me down in Dallas
A general delivery
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
There's gonna come a day,
of the P.Funk, the Bomb
Mind your wants 'cause there's someone that wants your mind
When you're taking every kind of pill
(The bigger the headache,
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
But if you tired, then go take a nap
Or stay awake and watch the show I take
Because right now, I'm 'bout to shake'n'bake
The E-R-I-C-K is my name, I
But if you tired, then go take a nap
Or stay awake and watch the show I take
Because right now, I'm 'bout to shake'n'bake
The E-R-I-C-K is my name, I
commin'
By who and how the all act would be done?
So what?
One less bitch you gotta worry about
But that ain't how it turned out
Yo, there was
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