Lyrics:
Fuck what you heard about (They don't know)
Bongo by the way
Fuck what they saying, it's what they do
I wouldn't call nobody out if I were you
Ain't
bitch, aye watch your tone
She wanna give me neck in the ghost
Tell that lil' bitch I ain't average joe
She wanna be gang, she be doing the most
Who want
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
minutes six Minutes six
Minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!
"Just a feeling I've got like
Something is about to happen
But I don't know what if that means what
say they took an eye for an eye
Some are so busy twisting the truth
That they pray one day they can die with a lie
Protected by the most high? no that's
You know I
(Flow by)
Whassup?
(Go boy)
Let's go
(Flow boy is in the building)
You know I
(Flow boy)
I'ma
(Go boy)
C'mon
[Outro]
Now that's how you
yo, what’s good?!
Pharrell Williams: What up, killer?!
KW: Shit, chillin’
Vibin’ about changing the name of
That song and trying to
Figure out what
pounces work in the pot bouncin/ this a hood announcement, no time for lounging/ we be making flip, juggin on the jits/ that’s about it/ dame got the stick
don't look like Demi Moore
Hips all on forty-five, waist all on twenty-four
And it's all love in the city, still scream XO, when that Henny pour
But
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
right by me
I'll be, grindin' 'til they put my body in a tomb
Screens in my whip, bigger than the ones that's in your living room
Candy paint shined up,
me
Niqqa F___ ya range im in a R* audi
The Ds get be hind me the a mother F___ outti
Thats why these niqqas and the B___ talk about me
Who you know
Oh boy, oh boy
Lay it on the track now
Oh boy, oh boy
Can you guess who's back now
The king of the ring
The tiger, the giant
The rebel
I'm like wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out
Never know
Who's really down or just down
stop it
Who it be, the boy slick P
Clean muscle car runnin' wit da big feet
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up the fo's
You can tell by da gear that
stop it
Who it be, the boy slick P
Clean muscle car runnin' wit da big feet
Blowin' my smoke, throwin' up the fo's
You can tell by da gear that
All they talk about is (me)
What they talking 'bout? Me
Who they talking 'bout? Me
All they talk about is (me)
Who started off movin' that work?
lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super
planning[01:24.23]Waiting for a gap, a space in the crowd so that I can sneak in, undetected by enemies[01:30.62]But when it's busy, there's a change in tactic a developing
to get off, I'm off work
Now your girl is twerking on me
She wants a real man, yeah that's me
I be that one guy who sticks my guy
I'm her welcoming slot, I
them by name
So now, who am I?
Just a rapper with a mission a passion
With a gifting that you can witness
While I manoeuvrer through uber fitness
With
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house [yeah do it do it]
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
the bar, leave the car
And pass out like a fetus in a jar with my feet up to the stars
And dream about that light that leads up to the Lord
I have
Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the love, yeah!
(Sinatra)
Tell me what you know about real life
Tell me what you know about dark nights
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