Lyrics:
rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these
at night
The moon will illuminate my room and soon I'm consumed by my doom
Once upon a time nobody gave a f***
It's all said and done and my c***'s been
want me, so does the F.B.I.
Because my rhymes are fly
They still tryin' to stop m,e shut me down block me
Make motherfuckas boycott me
But that will
in our own corners
My hair would be so dope in the nineties
A part in the middle
Matching my ripped blue jeans
I'd meet my Topanga
And we would
VERSE 1
I'ma let em come to me
f-ck comin to you
Cuz I look real lovely, baby
When I do what I do
I ain't playin wit cha
Watch out
Can I sell
ah,yo 2000
Grand Imperial
New and improved
Show and prove
[Verse 1]
Yo,the underground rap veteran here to bring you
Cats the medicine to stop all
down in the hall of fame
Got the voice that stops you in your tracks
Put the wiggles up and down your back
We're the prize in your cracker jack
Sugarhill
rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these
traffic stop
A prodigal wave thing that make the apple rot
This apple jacks, be long before the platinum plaques
The Pro Tools and the wax
Take a step back
they go around
When you start to make that shit
I swear to god i'm telling you I really cannot fake that shit
I get big checks shit
Blues on the wrist
Do you really like me or you need me?
I can grant your wish like a genie
She a angel but f*** like a demon
I pray to God every time I'm in it
She
the cock a lickin'
Stop the wishin'
Wish that they would stop the bytchin'
Wish that we could stop for pictures
Smell the roses, read a scripture
Good by
ball
See that blue beamer? Bet you I'm a taws
And Lil' Jarek got lined by a bitch
And his mans went out like a dummy
Lil' nigga got shot in his tummy
overseas, so call my gun "Gunović"
Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for a bunch of shit
Red drank, blue pill, white dust, yes, I love my country, bitch
Hahaha
gonna pull to the spot wait in the whip and plot he like po just stop watch the fuck you mean stop this shit got me hot,
Ohhh don’t get tricked out by
family conflicting
If they ever hear this, will they feel it?
I doubt it
F-f-fear and feeling wicked
Cause I'm living without it
Just kidding, I'm
kinda spell we're under
What would jack and diane do?
Hey sharona I don't understand
Why we gotta argue all the time
You got your life and I got mine
I
I talk to all of my friends but they know this one by heart
I pour myself a glass but I can’t stop it once I start
It’s cheaper than the doctor, they
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,
OG said I got the keys to the city
I opened up the door and let my niggas in with me
Everybody prosper, no weapon formed against me
Can ever stop
that (??)
I'm like Popeye the sailor 'cause I smoke me spinach
And when my Benz pa** by they be like "I hope he in it"
They know my s*** ain't rented
the only ones who up at night
The moon will illuminate my room and soon I'm consumed by my doom
Once upon a time nobody gave a f***
It's all said and done
[ Hell Razah ]
Your not promised tomorrow
( You know what I'm sayin )
We are livin by the bottle
( The pages of life turn every day )
Be careful
Your not promised tommorrow
(You know what I'm sayin)
We are livin by the bottle
(The pages of life turn every day)
Be careful what you follow
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