Lyrics:
Nevermind, it's Beverly Hills, you don't wanna catch no case
Scratch that, bick back, he gon' slip up again
Gotta make it count, so you gotta score to win
don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him
that you think about your physical health
You'll never see your fucking album on a physical shelf
I'll beat your ass, whip your kid with the belt
You
Yeah..
You motherfuckers oughta let me go and finish this motherfuckin album
Dr. Dooom..
Name of this track is called "I Don't Want
sum
She take shit that bitch dies
And fuck the feds on talk ion talk we do drive bys then we walk now he chalk
Took his brain off he forgot he gon rot
your problems so you facing em
Tell the judge my witness had no comments so the case is done
The man that I assaulted
Nеver thought that I was brave
first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read
the size of monkey fingers
And you know that I’m the coldest heard your album shit was bogus
Nighas say a lot shit the real ones flex by showing
Got some
the case, I'm at it today
I'm diving right in I be strapped by the waist
I wanna be clear with the life I portray
I wanna discover myself, I'm coming to terms
And even global
Significance
There must be a trace
A time, a place
There's must be a strong way
To deliberate this case
So here's not what we think
But what
the hoes
My brody, he don't fight, dawg, duh, he got a pole
I been waitin' for to drop a album, I know this gon' be cold
Know, I can right and I can
You will get hit by my Creshendo
You can't keep up with my Tempo
I will not leave you in Limbo
You know that you can't keep up with my tempo
You
Feel the magnetism between us (The mic)
Growing stronger and stronger (The mic)
Why don't we do it? (The mic)
I was in a case out of state
She was
The highest professorship, my English etiquette
Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch
My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
Atlantis was surrounded by
[Chorus: PSC]
What would you do if we put it all together
In the form of living legends
On an album all together?
Would you buy it? Would you try
And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around
my paper's looking higher than a sky scraper
Chipmunk told me don't watch no face
I'll never leave home without my pencil case
24/7 I stay with my
Really so good for nothin'
When you think that there should
Be jobs by the dozen
But as often is the case
Nothing ever seems to take place
And not to think
the ruff
Lord finesse is making it for the ruff
My man perfection
Showbix and ag are definitely making it for the ruff
And in case you don't know by now
Bank account full of loot, it was wild as a zoo
We was down for a while now the album is through
Better see five stars by the album review
Or you
I had to run up them bands when I got out the can
Can't go back, I got too many cases
And he actin' bad on the 'Gram but we know what's gon' happen
Cartier
I got homies knocked by police
I got homies knocked by police
I got homies knocked by police
They gone have to hit me up on the phone now
Yeah yeah
One time
For the first time
Two times
For my last
You and I in the Neon Sky
300 Horses when I breeze by
Tell em move over that’s Nov
In
Stick my balls in the cannon and fire at every random ass liar
Who thinks this album ain’t fire
Fuck your stand in trash choir
Someone go tell the armada
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