Lyrics:
ever coming out my high school
Never followed after anyone I live by my rules
I am phenomenal I got that slaughter flow
What's in my cup, oh that's
on the corner
Getting beat up
by the police
A nigga like me
Can put the dick on ya
Beat that pussy up
And knock yo ass
In a coma
you a Hotgirl
But, Bitch I'm
on somebody who helped
you get signed black hearted devil in you yo that's
just crime all these verses are directed towards you TECH N9NE
for verse one
to
All those who've been blinded
Being sold this equality bullshit
I ain't buying i'm so sick and tired of
Being profiled and instantly
Watched close
Tryin' to run to da doc
But aint no fuckin' healin'
For you and yo bitch Spin
It aint no fuckin' livin'
'cause I'm so hot
I killed yo ass in one verse
Had
Tryin' to run to da doc
But aint no fuckin' healin'
For you and yo bitch Spin
It aint no fuckin' livin'
'cause I'm so hot
I killed yo ass in one verse
Had
do
When we hit them sticks
And hit your block
Like some maniac ridaz
So sick and do shit to you Ripley's wouldn't believe
We got some other sick
butterflies so you it hit
They said get it done, I say I insist
So like Reygocrazy my pain been exposed
And I'm sick and tired of living different roles.
Imma
homeboy)
I'll get sick on a trick, talking shit firm grip on my dick
(Ayo bitch I got what you need bitch, yo, yo)
I make moves and get loose wearing
Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know
Yo, 'for the nigga mention my name I let him know the deal
I'm the nigga, same nigga, thought was a lame nigga
Now I push a Range nigga, you know
And I'm grabbin' her Remi
I bust like a semi, yo bitch (bah-bah)
I get your girl pregnant
You hatin' all on me, you sick (haha)
I ride in my hood in
Hoping that you would take my hand
I wanna take you there
Aye long white dress and the cake 3 stairs
Everybody haffi stare when she walk by
I tears of joy
other track so my writer's block engages
I'm sick of chasing like I'm it
Sick of looking like a clown for being myself once again
I recede into my shell
Uh
Yea
Ayy
Ayy
Gix
Uhh
Yo
Every day I feel so alone
Wasting my time on this goddamn phone
Stuck in this room like a motha fucking stone
It sucks
*(Phats Bossi)*
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out!
Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out!
First
my baby…
Brother brother... Yo! there’s far too many of you dying what’s going on?
The question remains unanswered plagued by a cancer
Hip-Hop
was on stuck
Couldn’t get over that hump
Until my record dropped and it bumped
Told me Blessed was his favorite one
Followed by that I’m the one
So I
Orihime sipping tea with a roofie
Pill Cosby in the back making movies
I'm writing notes killing niggas no uzi
Shinigami spray that thing at yo body
Damn I
klein' verzogenen Lümmel
Guck ma' an wie übel
Ich Konkurrenten verstümmel
Is' kein schöner Anblick
Ich bin so garstig und grantig
Strophen so verdammt sick
Imma just enjoy today
While my heart beat still remains
I need some different been so sick a da same
Tables turn and yo luck can change
Look look
I
short so I gotta be bigger bruh
Spanking these niggas, they wanna get rid of us
Know that you mad, man I bet that you sick of us
Uh, Brand new opp I'm
boils and picky goals will destroy you
Fans, straight hand me the jams to unemploy you
Yo, so you better keep it real right and tight
Or that spotlight
You hate me, just be honest
I make you sick to yo stomach
Wanna vomit when you see me
Thoughts of me dead on yo conscience
No, really don't be
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