Lyrics:
litty with yo girls on the weekend
Then you slide on a n**** you on yo demon
I ain't sparin no feelings I'm goin deep in
Heard you fell off with yo mans
your brother
I know a bitch from VI, yeah yeah yeah that's my partner
You got a problem with it, then, then, then, then that's your problem
I fuck
and bullshit, the gun got a full clip
Stop running your trap, you get yapped for that loose lip
Triple goose feel like an OJ glove
And them Gucci seats in
off the scene burnin rubber
They call me Jerry but I got a tommy
Ooters on the way they bout to catch a homi
Blow your legs off you crawl like a zombie
by ODB
[Rhymefest]
They say dirt and sunshine make the flowers grow
I say, fuck a bitch raw and drive your nut on the floor
Call it what you want,
XL you not me don't got the heart I came from Mac Arthur Park
Every day I go hard work work work work
I grew up in a poor yard dirt dirt dirt dirt
We was used to taking losses, ran it up, I started balling with you
From the dirt, I'm so lost without my loc
Can't stop thinking 'bout you, nigga,
to a resistance
You scared looking at your window
You see your own fucking children crawling over your fences
One by one they all come slow to meet their fates
by your sweater doused with wack feather
The crib got the gangsta playa shit patent like black leather
I rap better than you, you, or maybe him
But
fault?
Every new day there's a brand new thought
Linkin Park light spark, get lost in the dark
Find me smoking in the rain, when I need to be numb
You like
grown this fetish for loose ladies and baby mommas
Some say it's bad karma, what you do, man, it come back on ya
Music got us up off them crack
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
listening to Linkin Park
All about that self-love, love song rock star
Rubber soul in my life I will love you more
Heal yourself off of the pain
Break
someone we hated
He always caused fights at the comedy night at The Big Fish
So we veered off trail to avoid him
We had to run by giant bees which may
of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg
see they dog die
How you lookin so fine
I don't wanna cross lines but I lost mine
Find me by the East Park rollin up loud
Plus I got about a quarter
from my heart
My brother boy I love you from the start
I can't leave you lonely when your times are dark
Light a spliff and go to Mars
I can't wait
the IG proof of my ID
I'm most likely wearing shoes made by Nike
I gotta be comfortable up in this amusement park
Zombies on roller blades scare you in
the Creed
So, I here's your Nickelback
Take Parkway then E Street
Make a left a Linkin Park
Go 3 door down now I got
A Bubbas Spark
I got Guns and roses
your dirt-stained hands away from mine
Your future never veers off of my property
When everything you are's been worn away by time
I will not be your
a glass jar
Then drop it off to your kid's classroom
Dirt bags, we belong on a vacuum
A pad room, I fuck in my bathroom
Long hallways my room is the last
from the hood
I had to stand over a stepper to get it understood
And EST the new Death Row, I'm the more gangster Suge
Won't catch me linkin' with no
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