Lyrics:
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
sold a damn album yet, true
That's a lot of talk from a wily vet
Let alone a young rook nigga
You misread me
Nah this ain't a book nigga
Well that's one
mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, no
You ain't been to a show
high and mighty
But you're h- and as mighty as seniors in tighty-whities
Have no issues with the L, G, B people at all
But when Ts and beyond want
just doin' the most
I heard your album and you heard my album and nigga for real it's not even close
You be lying 'bout a lot of things
You be rockin'
Y'all saw me at Kanye's third album with my cap no cap
Keep going video really happened ain't just rap
Barz just like that
When my family saw me
there's no faucets by my pillow
When I close my eyes
Album cover art by Tool appears
Pull up to the party
I been sipping' Robotussin
Shuffle through
by friends and family at a few small shows
We put together here in Memphis TN
We had a lot of fun creating and dreaming
We learned a lot from the work
Multiply that number by ten
You get a lot of answers
When you want a dildo in their ass
That's not for me
Boy sit down have a seat
Then add a wink I see your
Album BESE’W PRAN’M kay Dice
M’te finil m’pat soti’l
Sorry VolttaOne pou tout lòt beat yo m’pat ko kill
Ou konn lavi New York
Game nan chanje, this shit
'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye
Ain't afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my
[Secretary]Oh..okay
[Tim Chandler]Ohhh. Let me start by thanking you for a second.
[mc chris]Okay...
[Tim Chandler]The album...I got the preorders in, they look great.
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon' be your favorite song
Memories don't die but I can't say the same for you
I been
on
Then after that she gon` jump my bone
Gettin tweeded up in the club niggas in the parking lot
Sasquatch pipmin bitches from different cities
(I go, I go)
I go by names, so bold from the start
(Legendary)
I do not follow the herd
I would say no to the Ark
(No sir)
It's a lot, being in touch
to spit a lot of game
But back then, I was just saying my name
I had a record player, on my stereo
Got down on my knees with my radio
From Oakland
the tales that I tell so well
(Short Dog)
I'm thinkin' way back, it's been a long, long time
In 1980 I wrote my first rhyme
I like to spit a lot of game
But
Kiss my ass !
Yes sir !
I don?t care who you are
I don?t care what you do
There comes a time (uh huh)
Everybody?s life (yup!)
When?
You just gotta
goes like this
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi
goes like this
Back when Mark Wahlberg was Marky Mark (fuckin' faggot)
This is how we used to make the party start
We used to mix Hen' with Bacardi
Yes sir, ooh
People, this is Weezy Wee (I let 'em know)
I love myself
I love what I am
I love who I is
I love Weezy
Your girl, your man, your
wife because of it
But I got this life because of it
Told ya, game don't never get old
[Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]
Yeah don't grab the game bull by
knives (soooo serious)
(Baby)
I got 40 cars, fuck a bike
I don`t ride
Cause I don`t like
It`s 3 t`s & fuck nights (soooo serious)
(Manny Fresh)
on everybody's mix tape
Now for your album you're left with shit you wrote in sixth grade
That's why I don't rhyme on mix tapes
I mix hate and science and spit
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