Lyrics:
Cappachino on the wax
Pass it in your thing, put valve up to twelve
Put all the other LP's back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
I took your microphone, you can't get it back
Because your rap was wack
I'm comin' fifty strong in an armored tank
And takin' money to the bank
bound to wreck your body and
Say turn the party out
Them can't touch we, no them can't touch we
Them can't hold we, no them can't hold we
Them can't touch
Gotta get back, this games about to turn bad
Yeah
Disintegrate your mind I got my mind made up
60 seconds to decide I set that time chamber'
So y'all
Chambers
She didn't do me no favours
Calling out all the agents
Can't see beyond they nose
I kill shit then I kill
Shit, when shit's killed, i'm ghost
Don't
danger dune
Game consumed by the hatred of those that ain't a tune
And yeah we might finagle you, but then produce your favorite tune
Maybe whomever could
over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
Like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
Like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
Psalms one hundred and thirty nine
I look around what competition be beating my flesh in submission
Cause I gotta kill it
But that don't mean enemies
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
are some questions that I have
Even though it don't add up like math
Never happen to you can't understand
Does more than testin your soul as a man
Now
upside down
Here, let me turn this motherfucker up right now
That's why they call me Slim Shady (I'm back)
I'm back (I'm back) (Slim Shady) I'm back
(featuring Sadat X & Talib Kweli)
"Still gettin mine, in the" "ONE" "NINE" "NINE" "NINE"
*sample cut and played in background*
[Talib Kweli]
Yo,
platinum
Back to the basics
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
back time
No I cant turn back time
No I can't turn back time
I just wanna live the best life
I just wanna live the best life
I just wanna live the best
The five-o, hoes and niggas know
I can't give them my trust
Cause if I turn my back on them
They just might start to bust
[ VERSE 2 ]
I started with ten
my 9
Like that, but we be comin like this
Don't fuck with this click or ya might get lynched
Have your mama at the funeral, tissues, weepin
Due
goodbye as I press the delete
Bring up the chair, tied by the hair, turn check the flop better send up a prayer
Sounding the flare, Johhny beware, Johhny
said we been dead
I beg your pardon
Accused of killing every show
May I beg your pardon
My Lyrics are heart packed
I can't be disheartened
Some niggas
A nigga ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my shit go, it's Andre, can yo punk ass come out to play?
Stay in your little hole,
about a label grab my medication
Cloud 9 really high all this got me levitated
You gone feel the pressure of this gas cuz we chamber ready
I can't ever
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
dinner
The .9 gimme brains but the AK add liver
The rapper is insane flowing like a mad river
Make your ass quiver like you naked at winter
Hollygrove
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