Lyrics:
Vaguely inspired by an Otis Spann number,
And again it's an attempt to widen
The scope of a plain 12 bar sequence,
In fact the verses are 14
your dressBloody bodies all over the quadWho'd
have thought she'd be packing a rod!
)An hour later, you know, the cops had arrivedOh,
but by then
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
made for only girls
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the â?¦ Everybody!
King for a day, princess by dawn
King for a day in a leather thong
King
Pulled up in a hot rod
Loved me when she met me think I'm perfect think she got God
Young nigga pull stunts just like triggers
Broke bitch she like
a nigga got popped
When i catch a nigga
Im a rock his top
When i come through
Everybody get shot}
{I aint waste no time
Wit this big 4 5
I was raised by
With hella clothes comes hella shoes
Master 12s or Wing It 2s
Got my Bred 13s by the Guccis, Dub Zeros, they look so icy, next to shoes that's made by
towards you by your lightning rod of sin
Wanted
Ever watchful hateful eye
Creeper
All your worries in the same place
Slow fall into endless space
Slow fall
Lambo (Lambo), fast (Go)
My ice (Hittin'), glass (Woo)
Old school (Hot rod), smash (Skrrt)
Almost (What?), crashed (Damn)
Balmains sag (Racks)
My bitch,
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Hey look I'm only in town for a night
And when I pull up, man the crowd get hyped
And everybody love me, the browns to the whites
You live like
Waitin until he catch him in the street
Roamin thugless
And Rod, the self-proclaimed anime God
By the way could sure use
A can of baked scrod
Sherman eats
Everybody loves Miss Left Eye
[Chorus: x2]
12, 15
stripe)
We was living in the living room
Can't wait for it to come, need to get it soon
Cousin said he gon' get off a key, better get it to him
By
they fold
12 lurking so we keeping them closed
Hard headed but I know what I know
I'm rapping and trapping and making it happen to get momma out
Because
way too many times
Everybody you know say you never was mine
Let a nigga come try, and get hit that iron
Got a real big heart, but I'm real deal
a cup and you can party 'till the sun comes up
12am: On the way to the house
5am: We'll be kicking y'all out
6am: We'll be falling asleep
By 10pm
shots, four shots
All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops
Everybody hit the door,
shots, four shots
All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops
Everybody hit the door,
recorded was me and 50
"Hate It or Love It", I had more Cincinnati hats than Ken Griffey
Whole hood had them Black Wall tats
Me, Fase, G-Rod, where Buddha
My heart hurts without you by my side
Haven't been the same since you died
Ayye
My heart hurts without you by my side
I know we never got
That I work
My own shift
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
I been on
My own shit
I've known what I've wanted to do
Since I was 12
Crystal clear vision
5, 9 (10, 11), 12, 18 (what!)
She's the one you thought would never do a solo LP
Yeah, now what chick could outsell me?
Drama comes in dozens
(zip)
The little midget racer went by (voom) 9 (voom) 12 (roar).
A P-38, how did that get in the race?
And (voom) 12 (voom) 9.
And the best man is number
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