Lyrics:
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
better blue tennis shoes tidy, with our body
As I fall into the Mack 10 listenin party
Got greeted by some niggas who I never knew
Cold thing
better blue tennis shoes tidy, with our body
As I fall into the Mack 10 listenin party
Got greeted by some niggas who I never knew
Cold thing
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
out?
"Maybe" (man fuck)
Green light
Green light
Green light
Green light
Now that's the name of the song, yeah cool right?
Chilling in the hot tub by
Good stuff!
Now, what can I say? You lot... you lot want to know a little story, something sort of about the time we were
making this Powerslave album
Hi and welcome to the Green Room[00:04.32]Where I'll be sharing the story[00:05.97]Behind each song in this album[00:08.05]I released one song
as a body count?
You don't bang heavy metal
Last time you seen a Body Count on your hands
Was when Ice T put his first album out
You ain't a gangster you're
Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it
Been telling these niggas
Yah Yah
Unh
Times Up
A cup of this is too much
(Runneth over)
Drown em' if they wanna duck
(Run it over)
This ain't what
Cali I get green
In Atlanta I get sleep, in Texas I sip lean
All these rappers wanna know what I'm getting for sixteens
Try 80, want a discount? Blow it
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
green (it's not easy)
We'll tour new york by submarine (it's not easy)
We'll scuba dive the bronx and queens
It's not easy it's not easy
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
Green was the big thing
It was taken over by me
Reflecting on the fact
That your form tutor makes better raps
Ending off the fixture
This project was
TakeitBackv2
Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
might be time to relocate again (yeah)
Blessed and highly flavored (yeah)
We all petrified by paper (mhmm)
Couple of them pretty piano beats
So I can
don't have the land at that time
We don't have economy
So I decided to, you know
To talk on this one, because I can't rap
I'll call it ah open letter
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
Far over the high mountains and walls of fog, crowned by the River you may find Her... the great, green plane that is my land, I also think of Her when
it's late
Don't have time to play
I gotta go get paid
Tell my girl I'll see her later
Gotta get that money made
I swear I cant focus, gotta fade
I swear
ain’t something to ignore
Dropped one album and they all screaming more
Hop up in my bag, time to check what’s in the store
Flipping through the vault
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
Made it from the bottom, now it's time to watch the green grow (green grow)
Money machine flow (machine flow)
This era's different, shit ain't
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