Lyrics:
won't know
Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
My hip hop drops on your head like rain
And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore
you know that Sapp voice
J a monster in this game baby that's by choice
Bottle after after bottle know she like that
Head back full tilt so she might
you know that Sapp voice
J a monster in this game baby that's by choice
Bottle after after bottle know she like that
Head back full tilt so she might
you (coolio)
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position
And destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough
Your whole
Two bags in the pocket I'm dreaming
Too much in the pants I'm sagging
Too much in the hands I'm leaning
Too much in the head I'm crashing
Two bags in
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
the station to channel live
That underground hard-core sound who said it'd die
'Cause if it is me and my nine's
The first to ride
For my niggas
Live by
pain from your heart
You put your soul in everything
cnd make success with your scars
Youll always be a superstar
Youll always be a superstar
You fell in
[ODB]
Man man, look up at the sky
All the stars man, the stars is beautiful tonight
Look at em!
[Chorus: Mya]
Ghetto superstar, that is what
motherfuckers, come on
So you wanna be hardcore?
With your hat to the back
Talkin' about the gats in ya raps
But I can't feel that hardcore
Appeal that you're
Suffering succotash, money in duffel bags
Rappers get popped like bubble wrap and put in rubble sacks
So better double back before your mumble rap's under
of the marijuana smoke
Throw you in a choke gun smoke, gun smoke
Biggie Smalls for mayor
The rap slayer, the hooker layer
Motherfucker, say your prayers!
"Hail Mary,
the ice on my neck
They wanna throw a bag on a
Price on my head, got a price on my head
Night when I rest, with a knife by my bed
I'm so paranoid,
I got drugs in my bag (black tar)
Not fucking women it's a drag
They love my thick dick so they brag
Point to your wife I'm tryna shag (yuh)
Wearing
We're the second coming, we're the third world war
Marilyn Monroe hardcore
We are the boys
C4, baby, we're a megaton
Alexander the great with smart
a durango
Grab your ankles, do the hula-hoop your culo while I do ya
Nothin's cooler than fuckin while you're puffin a bag of buddah
Don the cuba's got your
left to take the blame
You wanna be a superstar?
That cocaine heart won't get you far
Another case of death by guitar
You gotta save your soul
It's
So I had to get that bag
Just to get me out of bed
So what’s up I’m with the shits
If you coming for my neck
Put that price up on your head
Chorus
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
I bring it to your chest, pour all the way live
And deliver ill verse guaranteed to 'cause highs
When we start rappin', heads roll like Patton
With
on the grind and
The world is yours for the taking my guy
Someone tell mama I don do something bad
Just to get the Bag
I did it just to push this dream I have
bag, nigga, your bag to small fit in
Niggas scared of me, I'ma cook 'em, who wants some chicken?
War
(M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
I'm
you never done before
How could a brother be so hardcore
And still keep you on the floor like a maniac
That's your question? Well I'ma answer that
Would you watch me die?
Watch me die?
Wtand on by and watch me die
You've done that shit a hundred times
Hardcore this hardcore that
Suck my dick how
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