Lyrics:
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool (lunch, brunch)
Considered a fool 'cause I
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
or based on the chi
Fuck you and your money if you are based on the greed
God's time is the best,my album now in the market
My drive cannot be parking,My
my eye she's a diamond in the ruff
Kept her buff, so she shine
[Chorus: In Essence]
You make me feel like I'm all in love
You are the only one
enough money for me to get a therapist
But my mother spent it all on booze
Who needs therapy?
In the Noughties
The 2000s
Listening to TLC
Their new album
ain't the same
Listen my Brody
The Story in fours
Early in the hood, I can't trust a Soul
I should of never got up off of the Porch
How I'm the hell are
'em up
How would I know H-B-O would get a shot of us?
Sitting so close that we almost got snot on us
Please don't bow in my presence
How am I
na
What are you gonna do now Wittman
I'm gonna save my reputation by singing karaoke at this party
People like that
Nobody would like that
Yeah
Nobody
buddy
What's the deal
Yo, how you feeling, bro
I'm in rat mode and I'm still living
Alright, bro, what do you think about the new album
Your song's out?
And the beats are usually done by duro and clue
Who in the hell wanna battle, the ill mathematical?
My motherfuckin' brain is IBM compatible
Techniques are
make you bleed with every cut from this album
So I'm choppin' 'em up like Dahmer
The nut job with the nuts that are bigger than Jabba the Hutt
I'm in
geroek I'm kak tired
And on a BMX like DMX in Ruff Ryders
Product of my environment from a tough climate
Mountains all around me no fear I must climb it
white family on the block had to adapt to a change
Paranoid of my new surroundings, would they see me the same
By the time I'm in high school, I had
assumption
Listen to my album and you’ll feel how I function
Cuz my rap career is vital and it’s under construction
But it’s just me by myself, all alone in
a fuck about us
And when I start to rise
A hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
Some say niggas is hard headed 'cause we love
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
now
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
Who gave her a record deal, oh my god!
Nas is in the video with Kalis
Jay-z's in the video with
wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.
That's right there nigga, nigga
wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.
That's right there nigga, nigga
saving by saying the same sayings staying amazed
For days stuck in a daze it don't even phase
You think you out of the maze you ain't making no plays
trains
Before all this pain we all wuz kangz
By the way
Married couples that use the one same
Facebook page are all like Krang
Every gay little page
never swam in schools
Eye to hand coordination is on
Never lose my cool
If you got beat down you didn't sue
That's the era that I'm from
It was double
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