Lyrics:
S-P-I-see-E.
(*Spice-1*)
Yeah smell me,
yo five albums in the game,
500 Benzo in my name,
five niggaz in a bucket,
five zig-zags to the brain,
bust on Bad Boys, brothers touch for life
Plus Puffy trying to see me
Weak hearts I rip
Biggie Smalls and Junior MAFIA
Some mark-ass tricks
We keep
Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by
I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy
At the mafia house a stakeout
Why don't you take out his family and head count
Why would I fuck with these niggas who don't keep it G?
Why I need friends? All
prostitution
I'm not kidding, I'm sicker than Rob Zombie
You'll need cheat codes to beat me, I'm the king of Jumanji
Enter into my house of a thousand corpses,
care 'bout nothing 'cept to get this album out dog
Fuck e'ry body in the world of this outlaw
Coming to you live from my home studio
In south side
dreams, dreams, dreams
Big dreams, dreams
I get money like Junior Mafia used to
On my way to school ten thousand in my FUBU
Lunchtime, I was sellin' behind
In a world
Where rap is dead and the people of earth are suffering
One man can lift them from their peril
In his first studio album
He'll intrigue
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
the seven people living in one house, with no cars in the yard
I remember stressing so hard, I couldn't keep my focus
My only love was for extras, and overs
the dirt
T.G.E's. down to Earth
Bet your Ass he knows What he's worth
You can rest assured
This Illness ain't cured
But crazy can endure
Just like Glaciers
[Dr. Dre]
Yea, y'all know what time it is. Easy motherfucking E is in the house doing
Damage
[Eazy E]
The name is Eazy for me to come off like
crazy) (Trap Mafia)
Self-made millionaire
Worlwide, this is crazy (¿Sabes cómo se siente?)
Goin' crazy, ey
COVID-19, me, I gotta sip more lean
Yung
Questo è il vero frat house
Frat house big blouse
Two tone big clause
Grosso tono
Non prendere le cose che non sono tue ay
Qui in calabria non cè speranza
[Dr. Dre]
Yea, y'all know what time it is. Easy motherfucking E is in the house doing
Damage
[Eazy E]
The name is Eazy for me to come off like
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
the gangsta, S-P-I-C-E
Yeah smell me
Yo five albums in the game
500 Benzo in my name
Five niggas in a bucket
Five zig-zags to the brain
To the greedy lil
the seven people living in one house, with no cars in the yard
I remember stressing so hard, I couldn't keep my focus
My only love was for extras, and overs
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
E
(Yeah, smell me, yo)
Five albums in the game, 500 Benzo in my name
Five niggaz in a bucket, five zig-zags to the brain
To the greedy lil' paper,
And the silent White House with the
James Brothers once in command
But see the sauerkraut Mafia men
Deserting the sinking White House ship and
Their main mindless,
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
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