Lyrics:
used it all up and didn't pay the man
And after 2 platnum albums, you call me weak
Cause I don't sell records in the East
Now what's funky, I say
going 0 2 hero
0 2 hero 0 2 hero
I'm going 0 2 hero
0 2 hero 0 2 hero
I'm going 0 2 hero
0 2 hero 0 2 hero
I need me a lot more than a little
I need me
celebrated the release of his highly anticipated album last week
Remaining in the Top 20 of the Billboard charts for two exciting weeks
Becoming the first
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
much blud
Their ain't been a tag team like us since
The Legion of Doom
Wish it was 3, 2, 1 and blast me to the moon
I'm grieving
Don't ask me when I'm
putting their careers on life support like Jody Watley's
I'm tired of S-curls, guest appearances and wack tours
You should've named your last album "What
ever shanked that bitch
What was it one two three six millimeters by your side?
Run run from a robbery homicide
I'm all about sunny days and the blue
staring
Homie, I ain't finna get mad, tote a weapon rarely, I'm intrepid barely
One man with a true heart who's got emotions
Two legendary rap albums out
if it's not the first album it'll be the second album, if it's not the second album it'll be the third album. I'm not just trying to say imma come out
sprinkling
The album width to keep the registers ringing
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London, England
Yeah, you jingling
Let's begin
What where why or when
Will all be explained
Why destruction is a game
See I'm not insane
In fact I'm kind of rational
Nigga, mine real
That Rollie you wearin' foolery, nigga
Mine real
I'm selling narcotics, so you know how come
I'm still balling on niggas without an album
takin' subliminal
Cause they can't get what I got's
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white
Yo, yo fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right
And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put a
Eighteen year old nigga making his own fucking beats
written by rookies working Montreal Expos
I don't care if you act wild, bring your raps to the studio
I'm a get in your booty, yo
I'm a set up a bag
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
What's Wrong With Bill - Inspired by swords that kill
Coldhearted, how can a person be taught to feel?
Thoughts concealed by
dollars and flip that
Bought a soda, two Dutches
Some chips and a Kit Kat nah forget that
I got a quarter mill to kill this cat
Bought an M4
Two K's
yeah yeah, yeah)
They keep the world turning, turning, turning
I'm talking about happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
They keep the world dancing,
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
Yesterday, feel me, one, three
I’m new to this, give me some time
I need to make my rhyme feel out the beat
You gotta move your feet
I gotta move
enough fellas to be you, nigga
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas
I make you Holla, Holla, I Ja Rule niggas
The lion's in the room, waddup Fat Joe?
I'm
could be working even better
And I think you should look at me as an opportunity to find that out
I don't mean any disrespect by that
I'm just saying I
confusin', I'm losin' my brain in this music
Who the fuck is stupid enough to produce a track by a rapper with no talent
Who has no room for improvement
It's
Yeah! That's the beat right there.
I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit.
So don't try this at home yo.
Yo yo yo
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