Lyrics:
gon be clearing it out
Go ahead and press the play button you ain't gon wanna miss out
I can take it to your dome, Ain't nothing around here to be sweet
leader
Water litre by litre
Mow it meter by meter
Look at the ground I'm hoeing, sheer
Tend to the crops I'm growing, here
See all the seeds I'm sewing,
that I dated, now she out here whoring and shit
I got a reputation to be doing and showing up 4 in the morning and shit
I had a altercation down in
to ill
You can't talk the talk
You can't walk the walk
Been dwelling with the muggers
And the murderers talk
Your shocked by the way I
Regulate ya'
the deuce to the ten
Vinnie a carnivore y'all is arugula fem
Mecca Medina followed by Jerusalem then
I'm a gorilla from the Biblical zoo with the pen
Kool
you catch me by the runway it's the one that's for the PJ
This one is for my lyricists - courtesy of my DJ
(I can't control it, can't hold it, it's
up, here come one ay what's yo name hun?
Jackie brown, yea that pop
Ay I'm chuck, this Mikey rocks
And let me introduce you to some kids that you
Yeah, a lot of motherfuckers
Be out here trying to act like
They're so hard and shit
But you always got to realize, nigga
You ain't bulletproof
to your man
When you open what you open mouth covered by your other hand
Brother its the first time that you heard, second time that you played
soak first
Before you knock it
But listen to you rock it
And once that rhyme settle up in your dome
Just buy the album when I drop it
But it ain't
knock it
But listen to you rock it
And once that rhyme settle up in your dome
Just buy the album when I drop it
But it ain't like that
I'm just statin' my
gone away
Is the blue bird
Here to stay
Is the new bird
He records a love song
The production's right on
Alan Parsons in a winter wonderland
in
[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all
white hope
Hey yo, Preemo, should I hit 'em with the rope of dope
Sea shells, sea shells by the sea shore
But now I'm slap, tap and a rap an' attack
Do the math, can't no other stand up to me
I'm rough and rugged like I stand up to my peeps
I'm set apart and this here ain't just an art, it's a life
to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things
here
The sun shitter, hoarse all-star spitter
More ? and asteroid transfixer
Upchucks the medicine, chest of anguish
In a fantasy, holy
large checks
Casue we skiddly-dip-dip-do-dep dip dip for effects
Brothers think I'm dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album
like that.
Okay. (Okay.)
Okay, everyone. This record was my idea.
Get out!
It was.
You're lying!
He...Hosehead here just sort of rides
dissing, but I'm really on the dicks
Look into my album, kid, you'll see all the flicks
But no! You'd rather feel my movie just to cold me
So I was boning
to begin
'Bout foul talk you sqwak, never even walked the walk
More less destined to get tested, never been arrested
My album will manifest many things
"And for centuries they have been
Surrounded by secrecy and rumor
But tonight Action News has a
Rare look inside their village"
Tomb is open slap
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was
tha' triple D and down here we like to pour up! (Huh!)
Them niggas steal out style, turn around and try and show up! (So what?)
But we been doin' this
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