Lyrics:
and the mouses
Getting fat on the couches, huh
Come get enchanted by the love of the planet
And take a break from the modern worlds covered in granite
Cause there
talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
Then we breezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw
G's up hoe's down
East Side to by dog
(East Side)
All the time man
Thanks for even asking
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
on an album
Boy better know that them tracks gonna come soon
And their gonna come through on the 15th
Man said different their lying to you
Stop that
All
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
That's right y'all, the K double-O L, K-E-I-T-H (South Bronx)
I'm in here, I'm a let you know (I started rappin')
I can tell you can't rap, look
gotta a DNA potent
Look
These Scientists are working
With politicians and doctors
All of them bought
And paid for
By monsters
The W.E.F
The C.D.C
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
romantic fruit basket and some candles
Call me Kyrie how I grasped her by her handles
She's yellin' out “go faster!” as I slammed her
She makes my Crowe
(yeah, uh)
Ya know what I mean? (Yeah)
My man Bow Wow (Bow Wow, yeah, hear me now)
Yeah, ya heard? (Check it out)
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! (Peep
(yeah, uh)
Ya know what I mean? (Yeah)
My man Bow Wow (Bow Wow, yeah, hear me now)
Yeah, ya heard? (Check it out)
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! (Peep
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon' be your favorite song
Memories don't die but I can't say the same for you
I been
parlay and desi
E C the mob
Gotti and pesci
You fuckin’ wit’ 12
Like laura and eddie
Damn
Better make way
Album dropping
Niggas screaming may day
From
TyReezy you make what I call swag music man
That's just something I want to play with the top down
Going down you know the 101 in LA or the 405
and get man handled
By Slim, E.S.G., OG Ron see fix your damn channel
If you think we all right thurr, and speaking with bad grammar
I know Bun be , Lil'
years down the line
Album mode, you dey barb
Chale we dey spoil everywhere
E be, you know the name already
E be like… Gee Flex
If I say Gee Flex, you for
hypothetical
These are the facts, a little metaphysical
We are one, every heart every lung
So why then was the black man hung?
He was hung by
want to thank my man Baby Chris, you know what I mean?
Helped me put this Mr. Smith...Mr.Smith album together
Make it hot, know I'm sayin'?
Thank
I never let you down' flow
The system see a man grow since
I was a man boy
Snow fall, bad choice after bad choice
I used to call in from the
Station
dya kwase daghan ka wan gbaga
Saa a daa a daa or man nana gba ga
Mbayev e ve a fam a fa atselegh kpa ve kogh cio ga
Mbayuhyev wam agbe kpa ve gber mgba
real.
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine.
Said everybody
Shine.
See'mon."
It's not luck that I'm sittin' here
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
Cause you no frills, that means your name ain't household
Now watch that little mouse fold
You can't take the pressure from the cooker
Stood there
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