Lyrics:
the bulls fight
Tell my mother I need a good lawyer tell my father I'm getting a tan
My sleepy siesta down south of the border is taking more time than I
lead
Never did care bout the babies they bleed
One day im gonna really catch one in the head
By that time im hopin my family get fead
I doubt it
I
noticed that my choice of words is strange
Observed this perfect purple strain
Now everybody wants a word with James
Just bought a bigger safe, I'm stashing
this shit for they mother
I do this shit for my nephews A1 day 1 and cousins
I do this shit for my family
Rest in Peace to my sister and brother
Well, she was standing by the highway
In her boots and silver spurs
Gonna hitchhike to the yellow moon
When a Cadillac stopped for her
mother suckin up my brother
Little sis holdin my mail, I'm in jail for the blow
Cryin if you ddin't know
[ Shock G & Humpty Hump ]
A: you burn that
five-hundred dollars the governor will pay,
To see your young Billy cold in his grave.
When I was fourteen my dear mother died,
She left me alone to fight
set from your mother-in-law
Ya say to yourself 'How could I get robbed?'
The guard dog would've bit somebody for sure
Could it be somebody that you
it's a poor mans coke
I got busted by the law while i was havin' a toke
I takes loads of drugs, i does 'em all the time
My mother threw me out
the leakers
In your speakers
It's the leakers
In your speakers
It's the leakers
In your speakers
It's the leakers
In your speakers
James Cameron
Camera man
Or get beat to your death like cochise,
My laws is no peace, fuck the police.
M-C's get braggin' about cash they collect,
But them chumps is like ray
concerned with makin babies
Never lookin for work the streets
Raised me for war
Schooled in laws of currency by
The ways of robbery thought
They never stop me
the halls in the hood
To the halls of fame
I got that East coast flavor
And that West coast game
I jam with jackal and Jesse James
You gotta call me the king
Friends turned lovers
A bond like this?
There is no other
That's word to my mother
Lovers & friends
Gonna be us till the end
I put you in that Benz
No limit
Your style is mad tight your style is mad tight!!
My mind is stronger than the pictures in your muscle books
With more manners, than all
the flaws
In-laws
They gonna marry in
And bring out the claws
New laws
We gotta flush em all and
Come on down now
And get your powa
We can make the world bow
protection is only used for the law
Black In Amerikkka, we turning brunches into day parties
Chicken & Waffles, Shrimp & Grits
Mimosas are bottomless we
the mother of my kid's that I took around the world
Disagreements having scuffles when you share upon
You shouldn't try to drain subjects in a duck pond
If
my garage
New chick in my bedroom, old chick by my side
New watch on my wrist saying this is my time
So don't judge me, just love me
Their is nothing
(oh yeah)
I'm releasing my stress in your bitch (oh yeah)
Rockstar jeans you can tell by the stitch
(lets go)
Rockstar life I'm living it quick
know that we winning
Wait till i get ice up in my teeth then you should know i'm grinning
Spence hit me up ask what i'm doing yeah he gonna scoop
Maybe
sick of stressin
Son's mother on my ass
She don't understand the
Methods
But she will in due time
Everything will be fine
Gotta take care of mine
Can't
of the town
And if that don't work, we're gonna close that park down...
Preach on, my wounded Chandler
You know when you're walkin' through that park
side, sure as hell, I'm gonna take no blame
I'm gonna take no blame, I'm gonna take no blame
So you say you believe in all of Mother Nature's laws
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