Lyrics:
I started breathing and thinking
Maybe just one of those
(And) So I came back to me
Eyes were holden closed
I had hope
That again you would be right
out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection's
in half
And then had shit hangin' by a flap of skin
After he tried to plant the shit back on the mat again
Pad to pen I'm batty like eyelids when
These ants climbing up my pants
While I’m begging sookie to pass
Please pass me my pencil back
All my peers slack
Fuck
I’m sick
Trynna slip it in
friends?
So how are we supposed to stand up to them?
By the time you hear this
I'll be on my next album writing timeless lyrics
cnd some rhymes you cherish
If you could go back in time, would you do things differently
If you had today's knowledge are there things that you want to change
Do you feel sick
send it
My youngins shootin' shit, they don't
Give a fuck, they ign'ant, they ign'ant
I ain't goin' back and forth
A nigga better not diss me
I did my
and friends
If we spun you on once don't make us spin back again
I ain't one to flex and that's who I am
Got motion in the trap
Packs flying like birds
The plug
[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is
Anything is possible try hard
It ain't
of several letters, and for this tune we are gonna use the first one.
Let´s start with the animals. Are you ready?
A is for Ant. Hardworking and petite, his
Forever I though
I was gone have somebody that love me for who I am
Blinded by love
Deep in my soul I can see you
These days permanent scars make you
than you
Amazed and amused by the flames that I spew
What once was a spark to a flame it grew
My name it rings bells in the streets, I'm that dude
For
the charges, back to the wall, I fight regardless
Screaming, "Fuck the law," my life is lawless
That's what you call it
Ain't got to be no psychic to see this
fucking in the back of my concert
Offended by the lack of a roster
I can easily handle a monster
Off a redline and a handle of monster
We ain't the same boy
The sunbursts are there and so the ants
And if you sit down
You'll need to have soles on your pants
The wild boar rooms on a high chapparel
It's a hell
baby write his whole name in all caps,
I drive to peak, I sit down just to stand on my feet,
I'm so annoyed by you I'll go back to the Jurassic age just
and get rich
Bitch I'm so god damn motherfuckin cool
See me and you drool like you're nothin but a fool
Ridin down the strip with B-Legit and Big Ant
murderous syllable shit right now
Just let me bounce
The mood around me is people smokin' that by the ounce
Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
Uncle Tim you treated me like your kid, gave me my street smarts
Aunt Esthe, Aunt NaeNae and Kim, y'all some sweethearts
Ant, nigga, you know what it
your grace before you have a taste
Of reality, set in, yeah, it's your fate
Now your homies at your funeral
Plottin' on some get back
But you can't
Everyone gone hate
I been the one to hold
It down an ya'll just
Ran away
Why you think I'm always
Quiet always up in a mood
I ant really here to talk
to school all by ourselves
There's dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now its time to learn
We clean up and now its
to school all by ourselves
There's dirt on our uniforms
From chasing all the ants and worms
We clean up and now its time to learn
We clean up and now its
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