Lyrics:
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
a fuck
Will I ever be able to give a fuck
Until then I'll let smitty's soulless energy run (Wubba Lubba Dub Dub)
For nothing I'm caring be aware don't
brother’s keeper
Shotgun, peacekeeper
I don’t pay no mind to ill will
Don’t give a fuck about no ill will
Thread in the needle, but trapped in the seam
Bounce
me here
So what I look like telling a nigga that I shouldn't be here
Power to the people so the people shouldn't live in fear
And I'll be that raising
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
"The Meaning of Life" Part five
Live Organ Transplants
Don't (?) I'll get it
Yes? Hello, can we have your liver?
What? Your Liver?
There's
I'll have to buy a ticket
Can't you give me five more minutes?"
Time rolls by, the clock don't stop
I wish I had a few more drops
Of the good
ill
Whats the deal?
Ain't no nigga like the one I got
No one can fuck you betta'
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
Keeps you in diamonds
ill
Whats the deal?
Ain't no nigga like the one I got
No one can fuck you betta'
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
Keeps you in diamonds
screaming inside
And if the devil calls me, it will be end of story
I'll be bled for glory in this purgatory
And my menopause will be set before me
And my
'cause you're facing 9 to 5 odds
They tried to teach me how to get by in a cubicle
But I don't want that, I wanna own the whole office
'Cause all around me
guess they're the product of a mad experiment
We're taking them down, and doing it my way
Before they all charge and run at us sideways
I'll tell them
it to em, give it to em, give it to em, give it to em, Give it to em, give it to em damn
One, two, three, niggas can't fuck with me
Four, five, six,
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I
Workday passes like molasses in wintertime, but it's July
I'm gettin' paid by
Yeah, yeah
We gonna send this one out to all the hard-working people in America today
If you working 9 to 5, I want you to know that you doing
by chance
Thought he was a general, we got his five stars
I cannot be winnin' and I let my guys starve
Extended clip, twenty-five sparks
Ran up in
In school I always felt like I never fit in
Despite being involved in sports and plenty of friends
Surrounded by a community but I felt alone
Crowded
money, how I know.
It won't be no man of me.
In my bed I watch T.V. I'm drunk by noon,
But that's O.K. I'll be president someday.
Light my
day I'll realize
I told myself that I won't cry
In the studio wiping my eyes
Ya this songs an ode to those times
But that's just how it goes
And I know
support the troops by wearing yellow ribbons?
Just bring home my motherfuckin' brothers and sisters.
Cause they don't call the shots
(but they're in
But look at me, now look at me, i’m still gettin’ by-ay
Ain’t nobody else gonna, clap for me so I’ll
High five myself every day for little victories
a girl in pink suspenders
And her buz-whams were stupendous
Like two bald-headed men sitting side by side
She wore a BRA SIZE 45 and she could jump
that
Locked inside this colony
And in dem chairs they lose their hair
These eagles don't see down my street no
They don't come down to i street
They
in my mouth
Then I hit the dash on 'em
She said, "You gon' have to give me more than one dollar
You gon' have to give me more than five dollars
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