Lyrics:
crazy in this world, you know what I'm sayin'
True ting, you ah talk, dawg (check it deep)
Yo, the crazy adventures of Miss Money Jane (crazy ting)
hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking
happens you know… yeah
Just being cation, feelingyou know I was nice and… yeah
I didn't know the red flags so I will telling the story what happen
I see
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
stepped up, so what up?
Tryna make bread with these damn cold cuts
I cold crush every beat that I touch
My words silk and my flow is pure plush
Tell
with the green voodoo
You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo
Mary-Jane deep in the game
The way I feel words can't explain
You been true
with the green voodoo
You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo
Mary-Jane deep in the game
The way I feel words can't explain
You been true
Malcolm done told y'all, "By any means"
So what y'all talkin' 'bout, "All on the same team?"
Look back, blood on the ground
Look straight, they still
times ten now I am at the brink
Of collapsing from exhaustion I think
Six days have gone by but for me just a blank
So put me in a deep freeze
Lock me up
I tried to stay all the way playa when it came to game
But got benched in a sense when it came to Jane
I can't explain the deep breaths that I take in
by the lives we live
If it changes it'll be God's prediction, so pain inflicted, like Jane's Addiction
Live right like Christians, but dance with
with the green voodoo
You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo
Mary-Jane deep in the game
The way I feel words can't explain
You been true
may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man
up in the sky
This is a strong addiction
Live to this if ya a Technician till ya die
My people all know what a Bianca is
Most of 'em want to diss
flex then wreck
So E what's next?
Shazam, let me tell you who I am
The E-R-I-C-K, S-E-R-M-O-N
Call me a lumberjack, or a midland warrior
Doin damage
may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man
seen better days
Purple green, red hairs, rainbow atmospheric haze
Get lost in a deep thought, anesthetic gaze
Till a lady caught my eye as she pass by
brought up a plain Jane
Now she's more like a bustdown
Niggas just wanna fuck now
They lost all her trust now
What now? When a good girl goes corrupt now
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
had to drop the last
Name
Mamma name
Swaby
So everything is
Gravy
Late nights on the corner as wet
Built me
If you shoot do the time its whats
In me
Still living with the same addictions
And adrenaline is so persistent
But that medicine won't cure your sickness
Big vision gotta get it on a mission
I'm
one in your chest and
You'se gone, up outta here for good
Y'all be bobbin back and forth to let me know you understood
Yeah, whats up
There's only so
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
discriminate on asshole and pussy's the same
I fuck the gangsta bitches, preppy hoes, and all the plain jane's
It don't matter if you're black, white, red
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