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It's evident I'm better than you ever said I'll be
You better step directly, better yet just never mention me
Unless you want the extra
wandering,
Got my girl on the phone, tell her to kiss little J,
Cause I'll be gone again "Honey I can't speak." she suckin' her cheek,
"If everything go
Everything I do goes parabolic, atomic bomb
Garbage pale kid down in Vietnam
They know that they I'm really on
One in the chamber, two in the fuck what you
the greatest then who am I
When i'm made of everything you are not
And i got the recipe
Boy stop
On by the noon, time to buy me a new whip
On by the noon, time
You never knew a plug, plug, plug
A plug like this sophisticated gangsta
Watch me thug like this
Snatch your, uh, in a club like this
Seven zeros,
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
means
Necessary by February it'll be a new situation for me
My headphones on
Playing my song
I don't mean no harm
Its just been a long day, I would rather
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
dogs big as Bruce Smith to block me
It's Blake on the grape, pouring ya juice, tickle your weight
Just might be, politely, leave your man to ache
motors, Pittsburgh to tha Clovers
Down South they lean, the East be never sober
Elected by the voters, ride just like a lotus
I'll buy the house, never
new[00:16.60]Your chicks a fan to[00:17.67]We got that reek oh suave[00:18.97]Ain't talking shampoo[00:20.09]That's right[00:20.94]We brand new
event, I'll catch em by surprise
Inner city new kid, Damir on the rise
So what's new, Kid D's breaking through
One two, one two
[Chorus: Kid D's]
I jump
chose I
I ain't gonna lie
What I look like turnin' down chocha
Drove by, smokin' lye
Recognize a pimp, open your eyes
Hop in the passenger side
now
I think I got enough bandz now
Shawty done got a new hairstyle
I curved that bitch now she assed out
Yes we known to get it and we on the block
Sorry, ladies, I can't trust, that's why I ain't savin' you
All I can be is your best ex-man, Xavier
I'll feel to quit rappin' if all these kids won't
real, Poor Righteous Teachers represent
'96 off the hook we're dropping this hit kid
Watch
Lord, how you be, that of G, peace God
Fuck frauds, get yours
and watch him hit his block
I'll catch a nigga leavin' service if that's all I got
I'll chip a nigga then throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself
Quick to shoot like tore up fiends
But I ain't talking in your veins
I'll shoot you in your fucking brain
Numb up yo body
And blame everything on a 12
stop
Na na na nah naaar everything I speak is hot
Don't be mad at least everything you speak is
I can’t think of nothing nice to say
You’re not nice okay
with me
You can
Hang up your raps now or hang in a choke
I'd rather
Hang by my neck than hang because of my throat
New York City in the building nigga
know
I get your ass gone permanently
It ain't complex
I'll just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next
Do a drive-by on your project, take
Yeah
I said a lot of shit changed, how could they stay the same
I’m not the lil kid hanging round the block
I done went and seen so many things
Got
Born and raised
In a warmer place
Sunny days
Son of Africa
His parents moved to Europe, growin' up would be tough
Roy, the only black kid
you faggots to breathe
And I might murk two in the new Smurf blue
2002 BM wagon with the B's (unuh)
All my niggas with guns
Keep busting them
All
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