Lyrics:
the gangsta's at?? (woof! woof!) (shhhhh)
Where the gangsta's at?? (check it out)
[Kurupt]
When the gangsta's came, see its the same ol' gang
Same ol
peas off
our delicate patch. surfacing is
different than facing by surfeiting
and forfeiting the terrible history
of face become surfacing, which
another statistic
My nigga, this courtesy of Compton (courtesy of Compton)
Brooklyn go hard, motherfucker
Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D
out! 'Cause this is a new world transmission
Permission to shine now our time to glisten
The next shit, the next shit, the next shit, the next shit
video (this is really real!)
Beyond them same ol' keep it real
Quotes from them TV stars, drivin' big rim cars (streets keep floodin' B)
No matter
corners
Now I'ma swallow this whole bottle for Ol' Dirty
Damn, it's hurts me, I hate it when brother's go early
I've gone through life pretending
That
Sitting here on top of the sky and I'm watching the world go by
I'm just sitting here on top of the sky and I'm watching the world go by
I'm just
sir too short
When I rap, I'm like this, I'm like that
They can't resist, the mc mc mc thing
That too too too too too short thing
Beyotch, I don't stop
and gigglin' conspiratory
Ol' man's winks like you done well with these
Fireflies go dancin'
As the moon turns her light on
Frogs are croakin' by the creek
[Chorus:]
This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire
And he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H.
All we wanted was a righteous man
rub your shit all in our face
This, a war show all at our place,
Damn! Can a nigga get a lil' ol' taste
Of some of that shine it look like mine?
Doin'
face this year, appear
On your TV screen, we stay green
Money makes the world go around, know what I mean-ean?
New team, fresh and clean clean on your
I just found out I'm a dirty old man
Looking down at my dirty wrinkled hands
c nasty ol' hermit is how I seem
My social life's a lobotomy
I'll just
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
Well I woke up this mornin'
Looked outdoors
I can tell my milk cow
I can tell by the way she lows
If you see my milk cow
Please drive her
Life, wit no beginning, as the world stops spinning
? a journey that's never ending
I glance at my baby boy, I can see this in his eyes
The little
of the grind, I could never lay back
And watch the world pass me by, my nigga, I'll be damned
And I refuse to be left behind, this ain't what I planned
I ain't
Uh
It's the real
Hip-hop Hip-hop
I'm all alone in this cold world without my mom I miss my ol' girl
Come on back to me
Missing them days of my youth
this break
A day off from Christmas
A day off from spreading that Christmas cheer
There's just one problem don't you know, ol' Santa?
You only work one
G
We a down crew, act a fool
You run up and down, I had to down this fool
But I'm makin' records down in the studio
I had to show the fuckin' world
WILL
IS THIS YOUR IDEA OF LIVING IN THE MOMENT?!
OLIVIA
Feels good right?
WILL
Does it have to involve getting arrested?
OLIVIA
I’ve always
your my daughter and I can't
Imagine a world where I can't reach for your hand
You make me a better man every day imma take it
Step by step
Imma do
it though, she a centerfold
Big ol' blunt look like tentacles
She strip in Europe, Interpol
Don't remember her in her clothes
I fucked her friend, damn
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