Lyrics:
a dead man's penis
The second mate was Morgan
By God he was a gorgon
From half past eight he played till late
Upon the captain's organ
The captain's wife
a motherfucka, drunker than a motherfucka
With my boys, and I'm thinking, damn, man 5 years ago
We were dead broke chilling in Cleveland everyday
And the next
from a city that breeds death
Multiple shots firing
Home of the violent niggas wilding
Half-city half-island
I was born in the wood
Raised in the San
'em
Thing about the squares, nigga, I just understand 'em
Niggas braggin' on their pistol, nigga, I just tote the cannon
Half a million
him off the block
Lil one kind of remind me of me
Man lil one a G
Lil one runnin with the big boys
Lil one fuckin these hoes
Lil one got some of these
I'm a boss, you can tell
By the bottles in the pail, and the models that we share
I'm into real estate, in a realer state of mind
We came for trigger
(Lloyd Banks)
By the way, man, it still feels like I've been dreamin'
Forty cal under my pillow, condom full of my semen
The physical presence
Don't you see my bitch, boy?
Everything be lit we mention our name man
Know the city get lit we lit, we lit
Everything be lit, everything be lit
on
Like I'ma be the man when I get home
You got a couple raps I'mma shit on
Yeah ay yeah ay yeah
Boy I think I'm bad to the bi-done
I'mma need a bad bih'
[Intro: Method Man (Dooney Boy) {Pinky Phat Phat}]
Cool, okay, I'mma let ya'll take it on your own right now
Why don't you do me a favor (What?)
3:45 In the morning
We still here bruh
That's facts
Sife to the world baby
Looking at the place I've been, Man I'm thankful
Surrounded by the people
hits" But niggas get fooled
By the sexyness, I'm a real gritty bitch
[Chorus: Method Man]
Killa Lipstick, my femme fatale, with the biscuits
A hit
a word man
That's the loudest silence I've ever heard
A lot of times guys test him by trying to bug
He just leaves ring imprints all over their mug
He's
of eligible young people
Standing amongst the crowd of adolescents
Struck by the nauseating mix
Of perfume and aftershave i look around
Still half expecting
A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;
The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;
Back of the bar, in
Ever see the way I'm living, you'll say, "Big mood"
I talk half square and up, yeah, big food
Big whips, big waps, I got big jewels
So if it's
Well connected in these streets that's who pay me
My connections is legit the plug embrace me
Quarter mil when it's time to put my bid in
Half a mil
noodle but
You're sucking up to me?
You're known for teaching kids
The most aerodynamic run
For when they're trying to infiltrate Area 51
This boy's acting
it was haunted
I took half of my pills even
Though I just went bought them
Aim for your head
If we don't get along
I ride for my boys right or wrong
remember every word you told me, you got me
Let off shots at his bluff, guess he thought he shot me
Niggas know in the hood, boy, I'm the wock man, Give
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock
Hang Myself...Half Mast
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop is Out of Stock
I hang
man, here we go with them choppers and guns
Choppers and guns, choppers and guns
Hope you got choppers and guns
I can hear my brother racin' whip
ain't to be sold man, and not for you lames mane
I spent half of my life nigga sellin' crack cocaine
I’m a victim of the dope game, I don’t like to name
give it to the kids
Done with you pussies tryna run these ends
Fuck with my boys, you won't make amends
Tryna make money, man I'm stacking these tens
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