Lyrics:
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
tall and yellow
Aiyyo, I got you covered like an umbrella
[Shane]
Well, I got a little rap thing I want to breeze through
[Kane]
So may I
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
Should have held back, but you throwed the punch
'Spose to meet your girl but you packed a lunch
No D to the U to the G for you
Got a son on the way by
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
again it's been ten
And we've been it since then as little kids
You niggas can't tell me shit on
How to sell with this
I'm hot as hell, we done done it
Shapeshifter, mystique
Baby's gotta eat
Suck your soul out like a riptide
I got resolution
You can't tame me I'm a born intrusion
I go by many names
block you prolly bred a Fat Pat or 2Pac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee, high
And even when it was storming outside, that nigga'd be by
That's
'front the Chevy
Is the song we sing
Kids looking up to me cause I'm a G
Would it be cliche
To start my verse by saying
Something that I always say
me on your tape
Press rewind, maybe two times or three times
Here to rhyme
To blind your mind like Moonshine
Biggie Smalls got bitches in Brazil, boy
(Aye)
Little bit a' gifted, a little bit a' crazy
A little bit a' certainty a little bit a' maybe
A little bit a' this, and a little bit a' that
But
on the toilet of a crack house
Spittin' verses at the cops
While they pat down
Runnin' by the moment like I'm
Livin' in the freestyle
It's like I'm shootin' every
ain't gonna stop
Little darling, 'till I see you once again.
Pinch me if I'm dreaming
I'm some where I've never been-eh
You lead me by my hand into
Woman to hoe, man to monster
Yeah nigga you've changed but so what
Cause I give you what you need I give you power
Make you feel invincible right by me
I
on me
This that leave Her lonely
Get it by my lonely
Heard the top feel lonely
All i know i want it
All i know i want it
This that 3rd degree
This
Watching quiet
Can't let it go
Struggle too long can't take my shit
Little brown boy always goin' through it
Abandoned, searching for something
Fallen in
taxi towards west
A scooter behind me towards east
If I'm witnessing a design unfolding
Then it's a little too scripted
For my taste. We all care about
light on my offerings
Feel like you giving too much neck, start neglecting my praise
Send a display, Wik Da God, end of the day
Address me by my name
Yea
Yea
Aye go head turn me up Mecca
Yea Yeaaaa
Yeaaaa
Yeaa
Yeaaaa
Yeaaa
I want 99 hundreds racks
So if my family got a problem I’ll solve it by
wake. him. up.
Pat him on the bald head
Tell me bout a dream, Louis
Something obscene, Louis
You're life's an open magazine Louis
I'm stoned in
all over the scene
I done seen dirty cops by rocks but not weed
I done seen strippers fuck off the strength because I'm me geez
Look and that's a little
marinatin sauces
Now these young kids is in my gravy, hella lazy
But they paid see, doin things to raise me
They game's a little hazy, but it's cool
Pat
I was your nigga ride or die riding down right by your side
Them hoes can hate & contemplate but they had real bragging rights
Don't hit me up after
And now I'm back again, quite lyrical, to kick my bass
Energized by another plane
By logical fanatics, when trying to examine my brain
They can't beat me
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