Lyrics:
stroll by
Low key the smokeys know my name
Ain't no slippin' when they trippin'
Cuase I done peep game
Now I have clout and they raided ran me out
I sold
of shit, a-ha-ha
It's a new day, new regime, new change
You don't like it fuck you
But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album
Big Pun forever, Ton'
of shit, a-ha-ha
It's a new day, new regime, new change
You don't like it fuck you
But thanks to e'rybody who bought this album
Big Pun forever, Ton'
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died a thousand deaths
When I resurrect, through my first born, my name lives on
My verses is like a third degree to young emcees
Buzzworthy on your
name tag say Neil
Call it a skunk, get beat twelve nill
Loaded banana you slip and get peeled
Coupe quarter-mil'
Two-tone teal
Flow is electric I'm
My days wasted
Im tryna move but i'm at the same placement
Aint having food and it has my brain aching
Man fuck the news I just want my name famous,
In conflict with biology
Its all reverse psychology
Their Gods become technology
To mark us through virology
Divided by demographics
New World
heck no
We can get it popping' like a dancer doing techno
I'm coming for jugulars, you better watch ya neck bro
This not for the album I wrote this
babies
Yall niggas too busy tryna be famous, bro
U can be low den u eva been
A nigga won't even get high witchu
Soon as u get on yo level
They come by
meet
Meat at
This is nonchalant you getting tipped by your bloods like we cripping at your restaurant
Boy this is music the heart of it is pain
So many
talking to children
Hey yo man
You gotta relax
My name is Dez Nado
But for this album, you can call me D-Eazy
I wanna welcome you to Twerksonville
But most
the thousands, rhymes for hours
I could kick a rhyme longer than your whole album
Kickboxer, beatin the shit out niggas proper
I beat 'em till they holler,
I'll start cause only Jah will create it
I'll just name it Edutainment
People sit and they look at my album
like a problem, they try
the money is near, I ain't coming out the van
Keep close, gotta keep hoes by the G code
Got three hoes in the G4
Got A, B, C, D, E, F, G, X, Y and Z hoes
used by me the HOV
Look at my hair free, care free
Niggas ain't near free
Enjoy your chains, what's your employer name with the hair piece?
I
on
Talkin' 'bout he Italian
Say I won't go drop a double album
And rap double time on all dub-step
And got no producers
Just me rockin' over beat-boxin'
By
it
Third album less then ten thousand homie quit it
Tha game is over populated, why make it worse?
50-50 study day and night for net worth
I'm
died a thousand deaths
When I resurrect, through my first born, my name lives on
My verses is like a third degree to young emcees
Buzzworthy on your
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
to ill
You can't talk the talk
You can't walk the walk
Been dwelling with the muggers
And the murderers talk
Your shocked by the way I
Regulate ya'
one no be by labour
This one no be by stressing
Teamwork
Smart work
This one e go bring you more
This one no be by labour
This one no be by
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
into pocket chains (woo)
All you new rappers don't be talkin' 'bout shit except doin' drugs
Wonder how you got a name (damn)
Sippin' lean, takin' E
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