Lyrics:
off the bottle like snapple
Put a hole in his head now he Sponsored by apple
I been the stuff since a baby with no pamper
In the kitchen whipping
making me see what the future holds
Feel rich by night
Only to have a hole in our pockets by next mornin
The cycle repeats
We go in circles pointlessly
Ayeo I been at the bottom, barley had shit
Broken bottles, burn holes from cigarettes
Nothing but grease, grime and grit
But I took advantage made
the door?
Question of mine, save it for later
Artist by habit, designer by nature
Tired of rap, dark like I'm Vader
The one in this bitch, came from
like manure
Stick put a hole through him like a Skrillex
Show me his bitch already newer
Remember them long nights by the store
Made a couple dollars,
Somethings wrong, I don't know, you ain't pick up the phone
On my own, so I'm downing bottles of patron
All alone, I don't know though how I'm
Pass me the bottle and look to my eyes
Let us tear down the curtain and speak of our times
There is a crack in the skin of hope and belief
Perhaps if
I am, I'll get another warning and I'll be dead
Three strikes, you're out, that's what the man said
Gotta be there by nine, still gotta make my bed
crackhead uncle
Sold him dope in by the bundles
Draw down on him, his own gun though
Fuck about family, where's my hundo
'Fore my clip go knock-knock zero
off a perc put em on the TV
Turnt to a dolphin put a hole in figi
Smoking top notch Ian feelin no gg
Spin by myself cause you know that I'm greedy
Wasn't no swimmin' pools, jus swimmin' holes.
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised,
I've been came a long way since back in them days,
chainsmokin'
Fiendin' for a vic, fiendin' for a sick flow
Mama seen to the stove, biscuit, chicken box, chicken pox or not?
Dirty socks with the hole by
nigga breeched
Uno uno dos tres quattro
Drinkin' malt liquor out the baby bottle
Five five six six seven eight
Move from the crest side
wanna stab with your nose bone poke with your spine?
Stuck by a broken wine bottle, nine mini swiss army knives
and one fork designed as a spork
and fishin' with cane poles
Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised
I've been came a long way since
does youngin' still cake with Tony Starks
While The RZA and U-God still shake the fatal darts
Cappadonna try to put a hole inside your heart
Jamal Ari
Slam a hater to the flo
Stomp a mud hole in dat ho
Mean as hell on dat liquor
Meaner den dat on dat blow
So don't push me motherfucker
Push me
bottles
In it with my thugs spendin' dubs like no tomorrow
I make a lot of chavo and meet a lot of bust downs
Saw me in the club once shawty got a crush
it's kickoff time
And I, fresher than the Frebreeze bottle
Coming at the shit full throttle
And I power ball like lotto
Do it with my eyes closed
You
don't know (oh)
Down the hall
Punched a hole in the wall
Bounced out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun
Learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too
the fortunate one who dies
(New York, you ready?)
He move from LAS to Soho
A few blocks for those who don't know
Down the hall punched a hole in the wall
Bounced
Followed by a mode,l I ain't even cop a bottle
See me GP and I ain't even hit the throttle
Mansion not listed, why'all got me twisted
Only young boys shop
Grab a hold to ya seats, my style bulldoze the streets
I talk dirty, puncture holes in my teeth
Cavity creep, I'm young hung over thirty
You with it
the slammer
Sippin' out the baby bottle
Smokin' out in my impala
Dollars, dollars by the thousand
Can't get paid by no hour
Dollars, dollars by the thousand
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