Lyrics:
his eyes
And he real rude if you get up on tha bad side
Winning' by a landslide
Or a landmine
Doin' what you can, I'm just doin' what I do
Spit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci Mane in the building
Big Cat Records, Laflare Entertainment
(Big Cat, whassup?)
Yeah, I'ma kill 'em with this one
Ah!
threatened
More more than ever before in the history of our nation
This is the worst insecurity we are facing
In fact this is worst than the civil war
Ugh!
, Fat Cats
Another day, another wayward penny
For the lion's den
Goddamn diseases in the air
Breathed by the powerful men
Removing all emotion
Goddamn
The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]
I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go
rather be
Walking with hemorrhoids, a ain In the anus, I shine like the steel That is stainless, not
Ignorant or heinous, in rap I Strain this, brain stem,
like this...
The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not really a
clarinet. He's just --- you
of a landmine
The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I
Engine, engine number 9
On that Maxon-Dixon line
Chasing whiskey, sipping shine
Hoping that we'll all be free by June, see
This new existence is really pretty bland
Think of all the friends I never bid farewell to
With no chance
Ok Ok I'm going woah woah woah woah woah okay
Half price half time, I swear this my last line
When I'm in the ones, it like I step on a landmine
Got
I move for 'self, only me and my steel
Cause shit is real and leary niggas will rat you out
Get under pressure by the jakes when they smack 'em out
Ey, "give back the freedom" and back away
Accolades coming by the boatload
Never been so fascinated by a stubborn old goat
Slow pokes, catch me if your
This is just another song about my cats
I'm sure that if you have one too
You probably will agree
My cats are cute and cuddly
My cats are soft
need a license for your cat
Praline: I bleedin' well do and I've got
One! Can't be caught out there!
Clerk: There is no such thing
As a bloody Cat
Used to be the underdog, now I'm rockin' out arenas
Everything I touch is water and I got about a liter
This is not no Aquafina, this PH3
Tell your
the most"
I wishing to flip in the open, but they keep closing my doors and my focus
Finna be catching these cats by the ropes, I'm breaking through doors
More money than she ever seen
This is for the baller cats
All the cats
That want a bitch to lay on their backs
To hell with that
So Fox what you
Every time that imma hit it too
Imma blow up cuz imma landmine
They can't stand me while I'm on stand by
I hand it to em while they hands tied
Might not
Organized madness
The wind blow different on this side
Whisper something slang
Dreams get deferred by nightmares
Sleep when you can and the streets
Oh thе
The Last Poets - updated by Ethan]
I love niggas, because niggas are me. And I should only love that which is me. I love that you niggas go
Yeah
Struggling to find a peace of mind
Tryna blow up like a landmine
If they really wanna see you win they'll help you climb
Realize everybody lie
This is dedicated to (What?)
This is dedicated to (The streets)
This is dedicated to
Come on
And the dog is out, arf arf arf arf
And the dog
dark night I was adopted by this perishing cat
Oooooooh!....
He came outta nowhere making such a noise, no sane guy could ever ignore
Who’s a hungry
through
But you gotta let your guard down for a few
Keeping a strangle hold on your anger is not a virtue
But I know I deserve this
Turning the tables
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