Lyrics:
(streets)
I been crossed out by my own brother (woo, woo)
Ain't no rules in the street don't trust 'em
Ran it up and I had to go buss it
Police 'bout
at
Lookin' at shawty move round like a kitty kat
Travelled the universe went to the end and back
I hit the baddies but I don't do pillow chats
I had to run
Don't go fall in love before the outro
Let me prove just what you came to see
Oh, don't go fall in love before the outro
Go on, take your time,
to write bars but you find it hard
This hand I was given I don't deal the cards
Go back to the kennel I can hear the dogs bark
Gathering a broader reach
D-line adequate, came in with the pink knits
Organic flow, no need to counterfeit
Maniac, packed, with their hats flipped to the back
Joe, Haak, go
Wake up in the morning go to work
Fire up the truck and drive to Sonoma
Hop on the forklift and load up the truck with 10,000 pounds of newspapers
a bitch, I forgot her name (brr, yuh)
I can't buy a bitch no wedding ring (ooh)
Rather go and buy Balmains (brr)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci
don't got names
I just name them when they drop
Listen back, think of a thought
This them suicidal thoughts
I miss all my girls, I guess I miss all my
I put $10,000 on my team
Ain't got no Balmain on my jeans no
I hit the gas and chop the roof
Don't want that smoke don't intervene no
I hit the gas
Wake up in the morning go to work
Fire up the truck and drive to Sonoma
Hop on the forklift and load up the truck with 10,000 pounds of newspapers
Tell 'em tell 'em (break bread nigga)
[Chorus: Bone Crusher & Ludacris - repeat 2X]
Heyyyyy I'm a maniac
Go and tell the whole world Mr. Pain is back
So
the floor there's nowhere else to go
I pray to God dont fill me up with bullet holes
This book was written by a mother fucking maniac
I'm passed off
will probably drain all your spinal fluid
And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back
So don't get attached, it'll attack every bone in your
will probably drain all your spinal fluid
And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back
So don't get attached, it'll attack every bone in your
and made front page
The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge
Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic
Some would say the strate is sick
to the animals quick
In a van like I'm Alek Minassian, maniac shit
What's yours is yours and what's mine is mine,
Stay on your side and don't reach for mine
Take
I'll look back but by then I know ima be rich
Sitting in my big ass mansion and with no one to share it with
Remote control
Mhmm
Remote control
With
the whip with no tire traction-got a really dark past and I might go back
With his hands in his pockets, he talkin' to no one
He bumpin' Nirvana, he rockin'
unnoticed
Don’t got shit to do today I guess I’m staying focused
See me rising to the top I guess that I’m the omen
All you maniacs get back before your bones
No
Mary-
Look, I never-
Finished!
Let me call you back
Right
This is just a draft
Right
Probably it stinks
Right
raised by psycho-crazed lumberjacks.
So in a battle I be stabbin',choppin' M-C'ss like trees,
Piece-by-piece buildin' cabins.
I'm a maniac magician,
A-1 Pe$o
Alpaca
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
This is brought to you by (And the beat is so cold)
The legendary, Earth Yarb (Yeah
trip, get pistol-whipped
By a psycho maniac sick in his head
want to be a gangster, now he's dead
His brother took over, ain't no sweat
Bought a new
honey that only she can get She grabs her partner by the back
She's loco and she's a maniac
Heaven in her mouth got a hell of it's own
With Her I lose my
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