Lyrics:
quote
On the first few albums
That "that present day composer
Refuses to die, " by putting his name on the
Albums, I led a lot of people
In the direction
what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean, what d'ya mean you fool
Go on then, go on then draw for the tool
Think that you're hard but you're soft like wool
I
the streets (who's that?)
He just mad that I ain't like his beats
The insecurity so loud
When you win, they wanna stop you, I'm guessin' that's how it go now
fucked by Muggs
I'd like to give a shout to Cypress
This can't be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin' to
Give you a shout, now get the fuck out my
that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before..
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
The type they ready
that you a pro
Swore up and down you never did this before..
Whatever just go slow
Hated by all types, baby fathers and dykes
The type they ready
"get the anger out"
How come they always been sleepin on me?
Every album out, but they don't see the story
Every song out, but they don't hear the sorry
Knightley
And she wanna make movies like Spike Lee
Ruining they lives just to spite me
Picture me going broke,
That's unlikely
Dancing on Bolivian
Range Rover
talking, ya know,
trying to sell my records to distributors
And they wouldn't take it because, you know
Some fat white kid figured it'd be funny
Now that was trouble, cause you would get robbed
On the bus goin' home, by a crazy large mob
They'd sneak on the back of the bus and they looked
For
he's
In it to win it
I done joked too much, I done spoke too much
So Tender D
(what up?) go 'head and fuck shit up
Doggy Dogg kicked it off
So I think I
Everybody go through problems
Everybody dealing with something but at least check on ya ppl
Man and make sure they good ya know
People need to know that you
to Miami for the album so you know it's poppin
We on the water wildin
Living by the code of silence
She flickin up and all my niggas hiding
Rodney doing 95
addictions for you
If it was you I'd really go and choose
But don't be so sure, I'm so bipolar
When it comes to perfection
Expect it from my bitch too
Yoohoo
couldn't even discover the state that I'm in
I'm on go mode, like a green button, ain't no promo' for this verse I spin
Like a carousel, how they rode my
open my mouth shit that's the sound
They go "Brra-Tat-Tat" so you betta watch out
Ouch!
[Rick Ross]
Bitch I got money too
"Trilla" album comin' soon
amazed with
I'm the most improved in the game by far
If you wanna pull up, then I may just raise the bar
I elevate, I go hard
I shine brightest in the dark
About the drug thing
Should call this album "Nothing"
Said I'd amount to nothing
And I slip through the shadows
In the late night shots on shots like AI
yet
Don't doubt Sarajevo Noise Beat it'll put you into debt
We makin these albums, and it makes a lotta sense
That they make almost no sense
We're
to the side where them gangtas ride
boom boom boom on yo bitch ass nigga
[Snoop]
one lone lee D P I C
hangin on the corner wit my hand on my heat
I always
across (uh-huh)
They depicted me the boss, of course (alright, alright)
My orange box-cutter make the world go 'round (hmm)
Plus I'm fuckin, bitches
across (uh-huh)
They depicted me the boss, of course (alright, alright)
My orange box-cutter make the world go 'round (hmm)
Plus I'm fuckin, bitches
Good evenin' ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doin' tonight? (alright, alright, alright)
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically
album
To prove you got skills, suck this
I'm makin rappers load they apples pack up, move they wagons
My style like Bruce Lee, MC's walkin into
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