Lyrics:
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
question please.
I.B. - Ah. Wow. In your album you disrespect women by calling us hoes. Why is that?
Dres - Listen, listen, listen. Honey, ho is merely
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
need any help you know I'm playin' the part
I've had too many people stab my back to ever shed a tear
Took L after L what the hell for the new year
Fell
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
see L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we first
'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred
See L Butler better known as Chad or Pimp see
The closest homeboy that I ever had
Now when we
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
with the sharks in my life got me seasick
I've been riding solo you can't tell me who to be with
Every album I've been on has charted, that's elite shit
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
a dynamo
Destruction is what lazy people do when they get bored
I'm sick and tired of chaos - order will be restored
When you live by the sword, then you die
respect and honor
And I got plenty of that, so until sheek lou child, next l.o.x. album
And all the mtherfucking rest of the albums we do from the double
to people as his lyrical equal
Let me write a rhyme on his album and even produce a beat too
He ain't see-through, I can't see him frontin
He's not the type
talkin' 'bout nothin' with a flow so disgustin'
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon' touch it
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
screams and cheers
Front row T-Shirt, L, we here
I bought every album, too many to count 'em
Watch your movies, your the only good thing about 'em
Todd
Colorado
But lames follow and I just don't got any time for that shit
To prove them wrong so I'm top of this rap shit
I play it passive and I'm passing L's
by bad bitches like
L'm Donald Trump
And I'm always winnin' like I'm Donald Trump
My phone always ringing
Most the time shit I ain't got the service
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
D.E.E.P.
did the soundtrack
And then I discovered Wu-Tang soon as I found that
And then Big L, Mos Def, and Nas, there ain't no turning back
Couldn't change
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
stomping grounds is the L-B-C
I slid up out the game and MCs got whack
But now I'm back (oh shit), so go get your strap (your strap)
Watch your head
and the Pound, we don't F around
Relax your mind and let your conscience be free
And get down, stomping grounds is the L-B-C
I slid up out the game and MCs got
in my years
People still like to switch
Like a switch blade
Like all of this was miss made
5K streams on my last album
Sold a bunch of things
I do
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
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