Lyrics:
of Laid Lonnie.
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about.
The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out.
Think I'm supposed to pay, 'cause
of Laid Lonnie.
I live by the game, that's what I'm all about.
The bitch started trippin' so we had to fall out.
Think I'm supposed to pay, 'cause
Hey Mr Samuel
This is Tracy from Farm town Corporate
Just letting you know we have your Application and we're going to
Pull it on file
We don't
artists
We join him as his barber Tracy arrives at
The mansion to give him a haircut
"What up doe Tracy?"
"Hey Mike! Welcome back to
LA! How you doing?"
I
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
is called off, cause y'all about to get hauled off
Y'all all soft from smokin nicholi nigga, like volkof
Know what I mean yo? notice the cream grow
I
Luke:
LET THE BEATINGS BEGI-I-I-I-IN!
[Excerpt from the Cheech & Chong track "Pedro and Man At The
Drive-In," in which a man is whipped and gives
{ } = Mr. Mixx in a deep voice
Intro: [Excerpt from a porno movie of a woman being fucked]
Mr. Mixx:
Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown
thinking about this all day
All good, there's a reason that we called, Dave
let me start with your background
Where you come from?
Sure, I was undergrad down
tough
What is it? This for them, suckas
Nigga, I came from a long line of playas
That ain't scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these
i’m supposed to be
From every goddamn person that i seem to meet asking me what i wanna be
Acting as if they’re naive when i answer with
“i don’t know
the ground, touching the sky
What happened to the beautiful scenery
Looking out the window my soul want liberty
I'm watching the train ride by
Runaway runaway
So give our women back, remember what you took is theirs
Living by rules that only promote rape
Molestors and predators protected by the state
Broken
own death warrant?
Well, no shit!
What have we got here?
Fucking comedian
Private joker
I admire your honesty
Hell I like you!
You can come over to my
Movement. Rhythmic movement.
What is the shortest distance between two points?
Creative distance. How do we move forward? Imagination?
Mysticism? Lies? We
[intro:]
You know what I'm sizzlin
It's time to get this party started right baby
Aw....my name.. they call me Tech N9ne
And I ah need a carabu
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
figures
If I eva pull da trigger yea
What deez hoes want from a Nigga
Naw I really can't give em
Cuz I'm really thinkin bigger yea
If you don't give a damn
sleeping about
Six feet away, with my stick.
- What the hell! he said.
- Be quiet. Move real slow. Look. I said.
He saw the dogs.
- Oh shit! Was all
Never let up on a heated mic 'till I'm comfortable, Rogue style
57th-56th Street Gang, grips we gain
Anybody wanna trips we bang
Hit us with a what
Jiggy on deck we dont miss our shots
Jiggy on deck nobody fucking with us
HMU we dont pick up your calls
We on demand you do the supplies
Left tracy
beginnings, though we live lavishly now
And what we couldn't afford to get, we would have it somehow
Stayin' at grandma's, puddled in front of the open oven
looked me in my eyes and told me prison set me straight
I can tell that he for real so I believe what he say
Came a long way from getting hooked on H
In
Somewhere soaking up the sun
Smoking on my weed thinking bout where we came from
cll those roaches in that broken house
Toast to how we moving now
Never
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