Lyrics:
My thoughts are screening in 3D
Please get out my laboratory
I do not want no Dee Dees
While I’m cooking these CDs
They say I'm new wave
Wanna put they
shh, then cue in the music
Like we’re livin’ in a scary movie
Once upon a midnight dreary
Sitting by the fire in our study feeling scary
Writin’ our
The Neighbours n' The Brave
But the best thing is I have 'em, have 'em in empty PS3 cases n' wrote the album
Names on the cases with sharpie, got 'em sorted by
Yes, 32 the album out right now
Love for the love fire in the Booth
Wrote this in the country
I was staring at horses
It's kinda nice to be still
Freedom of Speech and said
My name every two minutes
Man wanna go to the mountain
Go to shows on a tour bus
Next time make an album
Not a CD fulla war dubs
again
rap so hard we flippin' again
walkin' dubs on the benz
[Killer Mike]
One, two, crack fiend
three on boys street jeans
Four full blown hit
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
"Be patient" (cookin' it up)
In my duplex with the bricks in the basement (bricks in the basement)
Real street nigga, never wrote no statement
They
open that front door
Interscope printed out right by the entrance, door closes
Not a metaphor, then I start towards
That front, that's right, where
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
sometimes the other side ain't always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs
the VIP
Lot of niggas pussy ‘cause they know that I’m a killer
Made a couple million, but the bricks up in the rental
We was in the bando, trapping,
Papoose, I'ma bang it on you like Shaq do
Chorus
Verse 3
Shaq Diesel:
CD's in the cockpit of a hot drop-top whip
Livin' Miami style, worth of flocks
Loup pris au piège
Et j'me dis: "Bouge-toi, bouscule tout"
Oublie tes foutus cours
La mort t'attend au bout du couloir
FIX, bientôt l'album
Le caillou
unkind
My best lyrics for my next album I'm still trying to find
So if you don't know my name yet
It's Jesus with the three before the E
Don't know how
Three-to-six facin', new indictment
Plus violation of probation, I had to do the boogie oogie
Absent from court like class, I had to play hookey
The pressure
a long way from flippin' on a pissy mattress (ha)
Now I smell the piss on the bricks when I rip the plastic (woo)
I move the powder on the side, it ain't
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Moment of Truth 3
For those that don't know what a moment of truth be
This whole album's a moment of true heat
Roberto & Danny trying to live what
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
time is near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By
mama, I'ma go in with my chin up, grinnin'
(Hey) yeah, I'm a go-getter, a smooth killer
(Yeah, yeah) yeah, I do what it do
Ay, yo, pops, you done
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
old school Chevy four doors
I hit for a brick when I spin it on Melrose
I was tryna kill ya, no brainer, scarecrow
No Ceilings 3, Euro, HoodyBaby,
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