Lyrics:
dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the fort
I'm knocked by the cops
Come blaze the court
And though niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect
Selling drugs to all the losers
Mad buddha abuser but they don't know about
Your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink
California
Everybody talking bout biz is hype
'Cause I make Dirty Harry's day, hell I even make Gladys Knight's
Soon I star on Abc because rapping def is
bills, she wanna be my product
Out right when I count to three, that bitch she think she scared of me
Out the house in no time, now she just a memory, yeah
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say
If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say
If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
Basinski and Bill Gates
Are out to kill you
Sneak up on them demons and
Crash the tea party
Then it's wrong at 3: 39 but
Was gone by 3: 40, so
When
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn,
are blue cheese
Make some money then proceed
Schoolin' someone to turn 1 into 3
Judgin' my life by a dime
money on my mind all the time
Try to look
something much bigger
Than me at a naive twenty three
With a head in the gutter and a mind
Corrupted by the future tense
I long had a song to sing but nothing
by the smell
If it's fish Scale
Leg work
Can do a hundred miles
Or I can use the mail
Real nigga
Put you on ya feet
When you get out of jail
New day
than ball
And I might keep you posted
Painting pictures vivid as it get
I won't lose my composure
Trying to stack the bills to pay the bills
So I became
A dream to be something much bigger
Than me at a naive twenty three
With a head in the gutter
And a mind corrupted by the future tense
I long had a song
The other day I raced someone to open a door
I was on one side, they were on the other
We could see each other through the glass
And even though I
number three
Y:Tom Jefferson stayed up to write
The Declaration late at night
So he and his wife had a great big fight
And she made him sleep
One yourself and two - run up with three gats
A 4-5, or six shot seven let eight clap
The nine milli throw ten shots
Where your face at
And the mac
wild for an hour)
Don't, don't mind if I don't
(Two, three, four)
Hope you don't mind if I don't
(Baby, all day long)
Don't mind if I don't
(I
around my house, three blind mice
Get lost in this muthafucka
But I never get crossed in this muthafucka
Rottweilers at the door!
Dobermans by the pool,
had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So
about something like that
And by the way your quotes from George Carlin
Aren't really George Carlin
Mr. Rogers never fought the Viet Cong
And Bill
had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So
to the borderline
A buck three eighty
Won't buy you much lately on the street these days
And when you can't get gas
You know you can't drive fast anymore
[noreaga]
Yo my niggas is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a three dollar bill
And I
now how long you gone oh that long
how the hell he get time like that
3 strikes for possession aww he aint coming back
he left you with two kids
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