Lyrics:
It was all a dream, I wanted to make it big
Wanted to freestyle with Pac, or rock a stage with B.I.G
Inspired by Em on Up I'm Smoke; my favourite gig
'cause the Kane said so
This is the dance floor groove of the album
Presented to you all live from Calvin
Whoops! I meant to say Mister Cee
The disc
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
everyday i stay up all night
Show me the money
I'm gonna get it by any means
My song on every chart
But niggas say I'm wack
Niggas say I'm wack
But I
at Bishop
Oh man I feel off beat it's time to switch up
The free album was vibing and riding all in your system
I'm with em, don't switch em, I picked em
Dog
a teacher to the youth a man with more to offer
I'm done watering flowers that won't grow to create a garden
Lead by example these kids are out here watching
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
you slippin'
I'll shoot you down then you limpin'
Rollin' with Bonny she calling me Clyde
Call up the gang and we pull a drive-by
You're not a player
the city the most?
(That's us) i let this 50 off
Then fill this bitch up with smoke (Brr)
I ran my chips up so I
Can just pick up your ho
I get my dick
These niggas cannot keep up wit me
The heart of a lion is in me
These niggas stay hatin
They plottin and watching and envy
They Mad I'm on top of the city
came on the scene!
Welcome to: Our House, give it up for Slaughterhouse!
Everything you been asking for, yes, I'm about to give it to you
You ain't
So I'm taking all of the shots I wont pass a thing
I'm Ballin by myself I ain't next to yall
Crown seating heavy yeah it tilt but it never fall
Only
peeling the potatoes
Nigga can't catch up if I give them all tomatoes
Fuck with me and end up in the deep hole (l l louda)
That's on finito final
New album
leadin' more
I'll be breakin' through the barriers a meteor
Look, got my daughter by my side
To hear her beatin' heart
And we watchin' Lion King on the VCR
esibirsi,
non sapeva stare al mondo, quando vivere è sbancare
e poi era didascalico.
Solo i bambini, lo guardavano stupiti
ma quando capivan che non era
your album sales wasn't doing too good
Who's the Doctor they told you to go see?
Y'all better listen up closely
All you - that said that I turned pop,
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Too many shots and too many blocks
I am not scared of the cops
Imma always rollin cuz I'm on the top
You'll never know what's in the pot
Too many ups
ya fill up on those damn fries
Take your albums and toss em
I hit the beat harder than Sherlock Holmes and Mr Watson
I load the party in a cannon
on the low
So they can brag to their friends that they
Dissed me and I didn't even know
But you can tell by the tone that they know
That they don't stand
having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past
Passing by
the non believers They can slight me but they got to see us
Bron Bron on the baseline kill everything til I'm in arenas
Even surrounded by lions I throw
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