Lyrics:
touched, crushed, your times up
Ya rhyme sucks, ya crew's weak
When the smoke clears, I'll be there, standin on my two feet
With the mic in one hand,
touched, crushed, your times up
Ya rhyme sucks, ya crew's weak
When the smoke clears, I'll be there, standin on my two feet
With the mic in one hand,
I'll turn up where your college or centre is
And send you six you dickhead
I've let so many violations slide G
Guys don't like me and now they wanna get
to come around
Called up the homies from way back, who dream of gettin' paid
Then finally get paid with the amount of 80 G's
6:30 layin' in cut,
the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come tumbling from the sky
She's as sweet as apple pie
She'll get her own lad by and by
When
stop
A way to make the gats not pop
And is it possible
For me to live the way I need to live
For me to get what I need to get
And give all that I need
Your crew do not clap heat
Hold tight in back seats
And dropped off on back streets
Leave you to crack fiends
I really fuck with gang chiefs
Two
in, fill the room now
Throw it up, for the crew now
I close my eyes and touch the sky
See, I don't mind
If people wanna look at me crazy (crazy)
brooks critics, ta' kwe'(? ? ) xzibit
Gonna rock shit down like he can't get no visits
[all] one, two, three, four
[t.k] rock the whole world like
say that shit
We live in a world where that comes off as offensive
For once can you just understand this much
Alright fine, don't get your panties all
[Chorus 2X]
By the way, Chris Kinney get thicka for a nigga, c'mon
*Drum beat. . . make you feel the drum beat*
I've learnt a thing or two as I've gotten older.
This white in my hair is not hair dye
If you pull up where I live, you die
I do college and make hits
brain is saying to get the hell out
But when you first stepped in the rave your brain fell out
It goes deeper, ear drums are blown by the speaker
Your
(Tre is that a band?)
Im finna get out the hood
Just to come back in some new shit
They say Im misunderstood
Give a fuck about ya two cents
I see
Respect the name when I come in the game, hop up in the booth and start rhyming all these flames
Got the devil all jealous, he be wanting my zealous charm
To make up for lost time
In hopes of forgiveness
To get that old thing we had back
I still love you to death
(Verse) [ZAYOF2MRW]
She stuck as a bitch
even have Sky mate, I remain limitless
And on the rare occasion someone tries to diminish us
I stick two fingers up 'cause I couldn't give a fuck
of our lives
I’ll be by your side
So just give me a chance
To ask you for a dance
And show you how romantic I am!
I've been thinking about you, about us
So what you doing
I want to hook up tonight
Let's get some drinks
And we can get drunk tonight
Call your girls
So we can hook up tonight
And let's
the molly up a gram at a time
It'll get you hittin' quickly
Follow that with a bottle of water
Little bit of OJ to feel it harder
Shit, I'm rolling now,
shots, enough for me
The dance floor is like rough sea
Only good vibes that's the key, ey
Everybody are carefree
I'm with my crew and we are damn lit
Just
nigga)
[Chorus] - 2X
[Talking]
All those who oppose higher glory beware
For candelit crypt comes open and monsters see
Two big rested vamps doin
Never been a what if?
Never needed how to's
All I know is jump in
Get back up for round 2
Balling on a Budget
Who you speakin' loud to?
Its no
as long as the mic's on that's when I get my run on
battle anybody come bring your whole crew
you want the short black eskimo come see me in my
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