Lyrics:
outta yourself, by assumin
(YEAH! Now the mic is lower, turn the mics up)
Our music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
(Turn that shit all the way up,
John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit
rent by making sum out of nun
Huh?
I wanna live in the hills next to Paris Hilton
Fuck love I need a mill— nah a billion
Richard Millie for every one
Blaze)
Real as they come
Where I'm from, I'm the trillest one
Raised by the dealers in the village slum
Unemployment's high, it's harder to get a gig
Rose's diary,
That's why an appetite for destruction lives inside of me.
I'm not - your - typical lyricist,
Acting gangsta and sellin' out appearences.
Our the father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom
come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily
laid low, called Big Pun and Fat Joe
Them niggaz my click, we three amigos -- they said
that they knew the cat, exactly where he live at
And when I
that we live by
They say they crucified Jesus with a couple of thieves
Lord we don't know we do
We just know what we need
Theresa was the finest piece
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
Some girls go to church on Sunday
Live life by the golden rule
You got girls gonna graduate one day
Some come laude from party school
Some they
seem to all be fam
I put the gun to Cardan, tell him, "Tell your man"
Mason Betha, haha
Come up off that watch now, I mean right now
The only excuse
and that's a fact and every time she come to Vegas she bet on black and I'm the blackest man she ever saw like Newports cornrows or prison time like dreadlocks
coming in live
Some of you niggas had me
Knock shit down for nine-five
I told you last year that I
Burned you in a flame now this year
I'm wreckin average
Life hit cha shot miss ya
But I'm still in site
Got get cha
Grim reaping
Try to live this life
Steam leaf
Hoes tweak
Tryna get this green
Crock pot
don't panic, just relax
And you know they can't stop what's coming
Tell Nancy straight like that
Joe Biden can't get right
You can tell by the way he act
down
Cause I come strong, rather than come at all and not be ready
That's what separates me from the petty
MC's gas themselves by drinking too much
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas intellect mad slow, y'all fags
I'm from philly
Where bad things happen
If trump won
We was all gone be snapping but its cool
Kus joe took the seat
Like bitch I'm the captain (Like
wavy
Pen game crazy so please don't come and try to play me
You say you rap but I ain't even peep it though
Been dropping singles like I'm practicing my
Im too slimy Anaconda
I be fucking on yo mama
Riding presidential like Joe Biden
Chop
Choppa bullets hotter then a sauna
Purple in the Styrofoam
Stripped Raped Strangled by Cannibal Corpse
Reekomposer by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
They think they know who I am.
All they know is I love
Me and broski just turnt on
I can see by the look in your eyes when it comes to this life you ain't on what I'm on
She was so confused when that
Walk up like the shit, they send me back in line, yeah
See that look they gave me, when they passing by, yeah
Might go fly to Saturn, imma satellite,
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