Lyrics:
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
chatting to Osama
Skepta the K I N G
Man start panicking when I MC
Yeah, J-A rules, but it’s Boy Better Know
It’s not Murder IN-C
Yo, they’re some hating
Linford Christie
Then if I see a fence I'm a hurdler
Jump in your back garden like a burglar
And boy better know the
Difference between sending
For the 9
scandalous?
That Canibus turned into a television evangelist
Plus, he raps with his regular voice
"What was that?" "Pet Shop Boys"
So, we pull up
I swear
Know what I'm sayin'? I'm on another level though
I gotta car wash, I gotta shop on O' National
I got my own record label, you heard of us
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
shit's O'fficial
I grip the pistol then shots bang
Or Cave ya chest in wit' a
Bat to get jacked boy
(Jakkboy) this how you Roc (k) chains
Remember Jakkboy
said it by mistake
My t-shirts make more money than your mixtape
I tell a boy Boy Better
Know it’s money making season
I book a flight to New York for no
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
lightin' the green
I need the bucket, even though I look right in the beam
Judge find out it's my team, he boost they bails
Niggas throw us on they album
even trying
You don't scare me at all
If you did a drive-by, I'd wave!
It's so cute when you rap
It's like I'm watching my dad
Tryna use an iPad
Nothing's gonna harm you
Darling
Nothing to be afraid of, boy
Not while I'm around
Toby
Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays
Toby
City
on Texas, Gayla by the pet shop
Kevin and Scotty, damn, they used the wreck shop
The ills with the pills and the summer seemed so red hot
Driving in
You can’t just sit there and proceed to tell me that losing a dog ain’t the worst fucking thing.
Pet or a vet, just chasing around and calling for
momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good
Tell the homies I'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
by ah female like shy
A female like WHO, a female like You and a female like I
A female like WHO, a female like You and a female like shy
Boys sit
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
break
Don’t know about a physical heaven and hell, ain’t seeing no miracles let me be real
If a 6 year old Muslim boy gets killed by a Christian’s bomb
it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me man
When I'm pushing 90 by myself up in the H.O.B. lane
They trying to figure how many mo' women that I can take
pounds of back bacon
Three French toast
Two turtlenecks
And a beer, in a tree
Beauty, eh?
Where'd you learn to do that?
Uh, albums
Boy, so, like,
pounds of back bacon
Three French toast
Two turtlenecks
And a beer, in a tree
Beauty, eh?
Where'd you learn to do that?
Uh, albums
Boy, so, like,
Artist: E.S.G. f/ D-Reck, D-Gotti, Noke D
Album: City Under Siege
Song: Thugs in Heaven
(*talking*)
Fuck that shit, I done lost another-another one
than the niggas round
Hit the med shop
HK said pick a pound
We don't fuck around
My team highed up
Blunts we fire up
Shop for the oz
Hit the dealership
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