Lyrics:
nothing really -- I, uh,
j-j-ust to um, just to p-pass through good Sir knight.
ALL HEADS: I'm afraid not!
ROBIN: Ah. W-well, actually I am a Knight
Well I was just driving, in my car cruising
Listening to music, looking at the girls, it's amusing
Ignition, turn off the key, I'm on a mission
the same way
The God P walk with a limp, see
But simply, to simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me, you must be bent, G, don't tempt me
I had
[Snoop]
ha ha ha hagreeting niggas and niggetts
the underground dog is back up in yall one more again for the cause
breakin all off for my TRU tank
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
burns like acid
I'm a complete analyzer of your entire eye
Gave ya the tone to tour, to walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie
Yo Pink
This shit fire!
On my P's & on Q's
Never on a rush, still we move
Shoot for the stars
Aim for the moon
Take a defeat
But I don't lose
Ice
fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend
(master p chorus)
Feel my pain, feel my pain
This ghetto got me goin through some thangs
God feel my pain. (x4)
(fiend talking)
There comes
(master p chorus)
Feel my pain, feel my pain
This ghetto got me goin through some thangs
God feel my pain. (x4)
(fiend talking)
There comes
the same way
The God P walk with a limp, see
But simply, to simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me, you must be bent, G, don't tempt me
I had
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
o Keawe to Kauai steady chance um
Fake State they no can handle
Josh Green the main randle, covid off the handle
Crisis actor light the candles
And no
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 imma a boss
Imma boss, and um drippin that sauce
Just let em know
Imma boss when I walk (Swag all in my step)
Imma boss when I talk (Peep that
Cereal, cereal killer
[Verse Three: Redman]
Yo, yo
I walk on backs like Mr. Bentley,
After p-p-p strips you empty
Gather around, for rapid sound
eighty-nine, the same way
The God P walk with a limp see, but simply
To simplify shit, no man can go against me
Test me you must be bent G, don't tempt me
Cereal, cereal killer (This is the sound of a cow)
Cereal, cereal killer (Arf arf, aow!)
I walk on backs like Mr. Bentley
After P-P-P stripped you empty
with the missile
I be-um be-um be-um and I didn't mean kiss her
I beat it out the frame you know I'm hurricane
Then I dipped off in the middle
if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off like clue "HAHA"
Doc is like poppy, supplying you
rove
Hot to death, cops is vex
I push a buck 60 if they try to block the lex
Drive by on the baja
Snatch the cartier watch I
Boucnce laughing off
forces, green beret
Heavily around my throat, I don't play
Shit brand new, back in eighty-nine, the same way
The God P walk with a limp see, but simply
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