Lyrics:
company's selling it
It's my philosophy, on the industry
Don't bother dissing me, or even wishing we'd
Soften, dilute, or commercialize all the lyrics
to be stung by a bee, that's just me
Or a wasp
Yeah, I'm being legit...
Got a clean record (you know?)
It really went from...
A joke to an album now I'm
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
Bricks
All my n****s flippin' chips
Gettin' rich
Even though it's hard
Tryin' to creep through these halls abroad without scar by ?
With no warning signs
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
you're around 'em?
Even if they- hear it, man
I doubt that they'd be listenin', yeah
And even if they hear it, man
I doubt that they'd be listenin', yeah
by smirnoff
And look how many champagne bottles I pop
But I don't even like drinks that are fizzy
But I drunk so much
My head's done dizzy
Ay,
by smirnoff
And look how many champagne bottles I pop
But I don't even like drinks that are fizzy
But I drunk so much
My head's done dizzy
Ay,
And even then, that shit is rare, I just don't go outside
'Cause honestly I don't fuck with this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
understandably shaken up by this release.
The question everbody wants to know is,
Why'd they get this nigga started?
Tupac, rather Makaveli, was not available for
ain't even break a sweat
You'd train your whole life, still
Wouldn't be a threat, Bitch
If I go full release
I bet I turn into a demon
Come and stab me in
name is spoken on the
Tongues of so many foes
Bustin' motherfuckers out the box
I ain't even go!
Now how the hell do you explain
My claim to fame?
From
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
work ethic is absurd, man
Oh yeah, is it? Really? If I was so determined
Then I'd still know how to speak a single word of German
And the album would've
showing my crib
I'm talking letting cameras go in my fridge
But people crazy, so I'd rather only friends and family know where I live
By how I talk, you
Even if I'm right beside you
Fourteenth base
I get drunk a lot
By the way, cheers guys!
Fifteenth base
You're afraid that you're somehow unlovable
But
even album 40
here's some respect for you
I cared enough about it not to blow it off
And sugarcoat it for you
If you ain't bringing people down
Then
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
recognizable names in the genre
Dr. J, Eazy-E, Ice Cube, MC Ren, DJ Yella, and the D.O.C
When Straight Outta Compton was released in 1988, the album spoke about
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
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