Lyrics:
Have you been to work at Idris?
No we won't go in today!
For we're standing by our comrade
And we'll never run away
She stood bravely by
Why do I put in the most work on my own time
And not get paid
I’m sick of this daily game
This shits gotta change
I go to work a mess with
up and sly and Robbie keep the bash
Two sound a play and that's the only clash
Playing some bob beris buju yellow man and lee scratch
Dancehall hot
We got bitches by the load and they all fucking for some cash
Lil bitch was in the back rachet as fuck shaking her ass
Pills got me moving slow but
an angel take my body
Before the doctors have a chance to do an autopsy
Buryin me near bob marley, or even haley salassie
Surround me by his israeli posse
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
Money come in I love it
Two cups, nigga, I doubled it
Nigga, no, you can't touch it
Aye wassup nick
Shordy got a fine like wine did
She throw it
a thot on the low
She see me rap then I bone
Why do you snort lots of coke
When life is short like a chode
Fuck with me wish you good luck I see that you
associated with two faces that ain't my kind
Been talking to God tryna' feel a little better
He was screaming love guess he had a vendetta
They gon' pop out
Do you remember what you said
Cause I can't get it out my head
It's like a splinter in my mind
Can't forget that shit
I've tried a thousand times
My
in my chest really and I do know why
Calls I be declining at work, climbing under bob wires
Born with the purpose, can't retire is someone following me
then reassemble it
Do a pass-off, then we distribute it (pass-off)
Lil' boy, stand in the back of the line
I see your face again, you better be buyin'
illustrating how I do damage
They keep my hands in raps cuz they say they're lethal weapons
For me it's a sparring session for you it's a boxing lesson
I'm
never get got
glue to the gift so what's up dread
you couldn't bob to the bass but now you're hooked like a bass head
I'm about to show ya contract
(Oh)
And he tried 2 rob me
(Muthafucker, mm)
And he was chokin' me, right?
'cause, 'cause he didn't have no gun
Do you hear that shit?
Lucky 4 me,
a mouthful of triscuits
I'm tired and bored
And this chick she be trippin'
My two cents is in
But the point she be missing
Testing the waters by jumping
I know who inspired me dawg
Check one check two since you know what to do
Gotta salute Skyzoo before I give it you
All I ever wanted was a Bad Boy
I know who inspired me dawg
You fuckin' wit a Marksman
Check one check two since you know what to do
Gotta salute Skyzoo before I give it you
All I
Now I'm back without a grasp of reality
Finally see the realism of life in actuality
Finding myself terrified by my own infernality
If I'm gonna rap,
to memory
Get to sleep to wake up just to do it again
I mean if we're asking friends
The ones who believe I can actually make it, I can count on my hand
But I
well I wish you well I hope you all rise and excel
We do connect through the realms I overwhelm you
That's true
I'm never two
I skip the cue
I'm never
Intro: Richie Feelings (Tony Matterhorn)
Hey hey hey Bob!
How ya doin man, yes I'm in Jamaica listenin to this?.
Boomin riddim by Mario, seen, yuh
dat boy too wavy he bring sand to the beach
Find the villa like I’m bob the builder
Know the robbers and I know the dealers
Imma mac but I’m not
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