Lyrics:
out is God
Is back up in the house
My weapon's in my mouth and watch
How I can take you out
Intelligent, represent
Ignorance, slaughter it
Slangspit
Bathing Apes
And ain't nobody tryin' to take Beyonce from Jay
But I know a bitch named Superhead he fucked back in the day
The things niggas do when pussy
throwin a shot back
Yours is on a joint, mine's whistlin by your top hat
Yeah I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back
Open the mac's mouth and black out
no)
You should run alone (yeah)
I do bad by myself and I get these bags by myself
So nick nack, paddy wack
In a black lack, the mack is back
With
Carlos
Two houses over by the tall black fence
I keep the hooptie parked for situations like this
There go Grease, "Yo, get in! You drive"
"What the fuck
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
I wish a motherfucker would trip this year, come on
Dressed in all black and my gun the same color
Murder my enemy,
gun in the back
Twisted barren branches
Break up a cloudless sky
Time’s running out
As the miles roll by
When the boys got to the farm house
It was
enchanted--
On this home by Horror haunted--tell me truly, I implore--
Is there--is there balm in Gilead?--tell me--tell me, I implore!"
ain't bluffin
See me in the back of the club, steadily puffin
In time you will buy me this and that
Meanwhile motherfucker betta holla back
[Chorus]
ain't bluffin
See me in the back of the club, steadily puffin
In time you will buy me this and that
Meanwhile motherfucker betta holla back
[Chorus]
back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
And since
back with this pack of Zig-Zag's and this bag
Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this, on this Earth
And since
moved in behind us,
There was no way to turn back
So I stepped right up beside him
And took one last look around
That before my eyes I realized,
We
are smoked
4 in his pocket, a diamond-up chain and some coke
Champion hood, the goodies in the brown back
By the radiator near the cookies
looking slaves and slums
On your stores the beeb and your TV fronts
Black is beautiful like I told you once
Know the gang the posse the crew the bunch
In
sit down
But before I could, a young man walked over to me an said, "Excuse me, Sir
But I can't let you in with that big black hat, those jeans,
you could be double-crossed
By your Apostle, that's the Pentecostal gospel
Black C.O.B. flag hangin' out the left side
Blowin' in the atmosphere,
approval rating by serving your ass with words fool
Slam yo' back to the curve bra, like sanitation worker
'Cause ya trash, I'm taking out the trash and all
to a minimum
But one got cracked while I was killing 'em
Back to the present here and
Now in modern times
When Satan's got me signing dotted lines
I pick up
killing 'em
Back to the present here and
Now in modern times
When Satan's got me signing dotted lines
I pick up the phone and call
People in my own hometown
Falling in reverse I watch the world burn unmoved
Life ain't just a fate
It's made by choices we choose
Everyone's a bomb it's just the length of the fuse
Lost control in what transpired
I lost conscious
Bridge
Ocean black light
Lay the floor of they city
Ode to the pain
I felt while you were still with
Left me at the alter by myself
Cause you were in the back, givin it to someone else
Now you're all alone by yourself
All I ever heard was lies out
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