Lyrics:
the water, half these figures around me be hollering Newt
Now what the fuck has this politician did for you
Complain, complain but Mr. Clampett ain't gon'
I never Thought I'd Take It This Far
Now Im Paralysed With No Job No Mrs I Need Some Kisses
In A Big House Surrounded By These Walls Every corner Got
or something
I'm the one, did you think they all wrong or something
Rap game holy grail, eighth wonder of the world
Rap game holy grail, I'm the one
Rap game
good grades
Both of 'em rap songs
Where did she go wrong?
Nowhere mama, we just go where the money at
Black Kennedy, where the fuck you niggas at
What is wrong with the world today
The government, media, or your family
Would you cry if I died today
I think it be better if you did not say
You
Life handed me lemons
I jump back in the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify
Get
and did me wrong
Nowadays I'm really scarred, I don't wanna love no more
I still got a heart but I don't know what it's for
And you flawless, I swear you
business minus the drama
I could tell by ya eyes that you into me not the dollas
I'm tryna put you in a big ass crib like the obamas
So wsup, it's going up
BEAUTIFUL GHETTO
By TUCK 88
Featuring: MR. CHENJERAI
Additional vocals by: N'DEA, FATNICE & MING XIA
VERSE ONE: TUCK 88
Look, I was eleven when
but I did win a trophy
Summer vibes outside, don't pick up the wrong side
These niggas be hoes and they be cap, they catchin' off guard
You ready
already know, free Pimp see nigga
You G K for motherfuckin' life, you S D A nigga, see T E nigga
You know them Houston niggaz you know they niggaz
Keep
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
it goes
By the ocean, we're never divided
We're always gonna stick by each other
And all the things you did to me
E fit sare kill person
Girl I tried
The professor of rhymes,
Mr Dexter met Lecter and had one hell of a time
A devil disguised, lies!
You can tell that I'm high by my festival eyes.
Festival
of convicted felon
So dear mr. officer of the motherfuckin' law
Rodney kind don't need a trial what was seen was what was saw
You could take the niggas up out
Guts and Griffith we a 10-tile band man
We staying locked in, you know I'm Mr. Faith
You steady trusting me, they not gonna take your face And I wanna
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
saying
Venom is spraying which is why all I know is
I'm on a all time ultimate high inspired by all time low
How quick are you gonna get up
How quick
Why me
You tell yourself you are one in a million
Followed by many man
You call yourself a fine fine woman
You nah memba who give you that
Babe
it, enough is enough, bruh
Plus I needed somethin' to get my buzz up
You done fucked with the wrong dude
Ain't no tellin' what Hopsin is gon' do,
the mirror
Asking my self we it all went wrong
Back on the grind bomb stash heat in my palm
Is a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm
(Chorus)
[Mr. Cheeks]
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
safe
If I catch you at the right time in the wrong place, slippin'
Sippin' on something with a strong taste
Like Whiskey or bootleg Bourbon with
what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes?
What you say? (What's wrong?)
(Didn't think I'd
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