Lyrics:
I'm ready, I'm ready, ahh-ahh-ow!
Rest in peace, Pimp C, yeah!
Lemme spark up first
(A dedication) I'm ready, ahh-ahh-ow!
Rest in peace the kid
bitch, I see you out here misleadin' them kids
When you ain't never had a fight in your life
Or had a fight with a nigga 'til you learned
Ain't no more
you'll never stop the kid up in the fitted
Live with it, somebody done fucked up
[Method Man]
Look, I'm cutting corners on these clowns, marijuana
and I'll make'em real!
I wanna be a better man than I ever was!
I just wanna see my friends become happier! Next!
I just wanna see my wife with my kids in
No, Bangladesh looks like a wizard
You think everything looks like a wizard hm
Ghana? Too long
North Macedonia? Too round
Liberia? No
Malaysia? Jay,
man sound as if he cries
It's the pinnacle of what is cynical
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
You hear what I say but
It comes out all wrong
CONVERSATION INTERCOM
know I beat 'em to the count
To the points love
I swear I never even lost in a coin toss
So bow down mothafuckas
If you talking deep shit
I’ll out drown
a roof for her kids
I had to see it through her eyes, I learned to hustle the rent
Been on the street ever since, I should've been in the pin
You wouldn't
working 2 jobs to keep a roof for her kids
I had to see it through her eyes, I learned to hustle the rent
Been on the street ever since, I should've been
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you man"
"Gimme a pound thank you
had nothin dawg and everything was sweet
Do you still see the kid inside of me yea?
I hope you get everything u wanted dawg
I'll pray for your sons
and everything
The worst shit I saw in my life
I want to testify I swear before God it was Kirk Jones, no lie
Did you see that man in court today?
Do you
want to go faith to faith, I wanna see your face when I look in the mirror everyday. (Everyday)
I want to be just like you. Live life everyday like you
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
money go get paid young man get paid
And fuck everything in the way
I take a g out the rubber band straight out my jeans and my other hand steamin
Aw man, know I had to hit 'em with a part three real quick
Let me talk to 'em
I started writing this shit during deep contemplation
Inspired by my
of things, I think there's more to see
See you in everything, beauty in everything
She only cop pants that she likin' her booty in
Mom hears that bar she gon'
comments on the Insta like Kaelen got steeze
So I see my man and we talk a little bit
He doesn't know I switched sides, sorry I be two-bit
I walk away with
real
Everything you see now was done with no deal
What does that mean? It's fuck how you feel
'Cause it's impossible to get this
Far with no skill
jaded by the Grammy's on the mantelpiece
Just switch your camera lenses, you would see the agony
Apparently it's damaging the man you see before you
a millionaires fantasy
With phantoms and Ferrari's in the driveway
But you see I came and exchanged of a sane man's sanity,
Your vision jaded by the Grammy's
[Chorus]
We plot and we plan, but everything's controlled by higher powers
No matter how much you hate it, its evident and its blatant
We plot and we
Everything new, I'm still wit the same crew kickin shit man you kno how I do
Everything new, see me thumbin thru the blues in a coupe probably ridin
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
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