Lyrics:
not your average third coaster
See me looking tight when I hit the highways
I done broke them boys off up in that slab sideways
Got 25 lighters for my
and give you a before she drops ya
Swiftly moving on
DEVelopment, I get enough crops yeah
My lyrics hit you in your headtop
Instantly like when somebody pops
down your hands (keep 'em high)
And if ya losing yo' high than smoke again (keep 'em high)
N-n-n-now, my flow
Is in the pocket like wallets, I got
you get high by the gram (Sinatra)
While you smoke to this
Reminisce when I wrote to this
Up-and-comers take note to this
We get it done on tour,
shock your mind
I'll put the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme
release
You stare at me with deep horror in your eyes
Like I'm a growling fire-spirit only here to terrorize
But I'm a goldy, bodily creature with powers
Uh-uh, yeah
He shot first when we get back
Shoot up the party, we fuck up the kickback
I have my niggas pull up where you live at
And my niggas
no casual blunt
That I smoke on
I put like three Gs in Swisher (Gas)
Ayy, I know she fuckin' on gang 'cause she
Pullin' heart eyes all up under our
All who love are blind
When your heart's on fire
You must realize
That smoke gets in your eyes
So I chaffed them
And I gaily laughed
To think
in your wrongs
I stood up for you when the one you chose instead of me looked down to you
I held your face in the palm of my hand and apologized with
your bitch to the river so haunting
She bad light
Luminate me
Hit it once from the back don't call me
I'm riding round
In Berlin
Find the plug but he
lit up in that ho
Heart so hard, I get that dough
They want work, come get that smoke
Hop out the trunk, you hear that blow
That's your bitch, come
Fuckin' peaker wood see me in the five speed
I don't care if his motherfuckin' eyes bleed (yeah yeah!)
This is my weed, this is my world
Don't get mad
myself safely in a silent cell in a silent prison
Keep focused, John, get your
Big grind on tomorrow
Keep your eyes on your own target or else
Find you
what they portray'
Survey stay the fuck out the way, my heart on display
It's broke, but it's never too late, Ayy, I just been up in the booth
Tryna get
a window-hole
A hunnit yards away
Is all dey ever gets t'know
'bouts de reg'luh life in de day
An' it stink so bad, de stones been chokin'
'n weepin' greenish
jumpin', can't get enough (enough)
Eyes on me, I'm the center of attention (ooh)
Droppin' rhymes that'll make your heart tingle (tingle)
Got the beats that
your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide
your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St. Paul
I've seen the future, brother
It is murder
Things are going to slide, slide
smile when I see your face and
I know I did you wrong, my baby don't be mad My intention wasn't to break your heart or make you sad
And this feeling I get
to your arm and your feet
When you going to make a change in your life?
I -I eh, fallen way too low (Way too low)
I got blood in my hands (Blood in my
eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm
And outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get 'em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give
a tradition
Looking for love, looking for trust
Looking for more than just enough
When you see the unjust
When you stuck in the mud
When your diamonds in
the place to be and about this time
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince in the house
We about to get busy old school style
Yo Jazzy
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