Lyrics:
you right back with a fat ass sack
Give em just enough to keep em coming back
In my one room shack is where we making these tracks
Flipping these CDs
ya say, don't let a nigga try me
And I don't let a fine, pretty broad get by me
Don't let nothin' pull me off track from my hobby
Oh yeah, and I
the cereal and munching on some Cheerios
YTV on my TV
Won't find HD, rewind CD’s
Magic lamp in hand, Walkman playin’ Space Jam
Number one fan, walkin’ like I
To stop moving like a criminal is what I try,
But you live by the road's, by the road's how you die,
I'm real in every situation, make man humble like pie,
the brightest light
Back in the day, it was tapes, wax, and CDs
Now it's TikTok, MP3s, and digital streams
A lot's changed since you first came in the frame
me
Hit em like its 3D
Data like its 3G
Burn him like a CD
Put him on the TV
I ain't seen the daylight
Dutchies rollin up tight
Pop him in the moonlight
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Papoose, I'ma bang it on you like Shaq do
Chorus
Verse 3
Shaq Diesel:
CD's in the cockpit of a hot drop-top whip
Livin' Miami style, worth of flocks
a sack
Everyday before juinor high I bought a six pack
And sold 'em for a buck a piece down by the track
And I never sold crack, did aluminum cans
Used
'cause my name maintain
The cocaine weight rawest nigga on tape
CDs we bump by the key
Plus the LP
Is guaranteed lactose free
Ay yo we
of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my feroc(ious)
With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand
When he said he didn't want it
It was, fuck him again
One day, he gon' regret playing me
Little
drama that's why it starts with ER
(I'm Hot) I'm by far the best stop the racket
I'm a master with a mic and green jacket
They can be the traffic write
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alleged, full-fledged, sledge RZA
what
At YTC O FYI this DC CD's DIY
In NYC we LOL ASAP OK THX BYE
Working on the next album, working on the next cut
The track about X-Men cartoons with
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
One More Chapter
© 2002 Nedrick Gavin / Viros Music
Track 3 from the CD album “Change”
Verse1.
Well, yes my baby yeah
If you were a book, hey baby
with 2, 000 CDs, ended up on a stage
Selling shows in three days, man
Fuck all that playin'
They gon' know about Jesus
Fuck a hater, go ask your ho about
Yo, you know what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole cd
Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done
Bringing back sweet
by a bad ass bitch? (Yeah that's me) Hm?
Now Super Socka with Gin and Seagrams and sweet and sour
Sippin, suckin on my sausage gave the stripper some
Hello listeners, this is Horst Grabosch with a foreign voice. Like a late message after death - read by a robot. We know that from science fiction
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
powder
People hanging in spots
They waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the cops
I'll explain the man sleeping in the rain
His whole
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