Lyrics:
with you, man?
Nah, nah, see, yo, chill, man, yo, pass the Cristal man
Fuck is wrong with you, man?
Niggas is greedy man, damn
Big ass shits
Yo man
that's that Jesus 2 slots
Cause he would have rocked it well
But instead he rocked that hair full of raze braided by his girl Lucy
With the semi on, make
head to la playa
My niggas is bias
My brothers the owner, fuck with 'em get higher
G-lover spit fire, that flame is saliva
We're riders that got Nick
cool
But people's hearts were like winter storms
So cold like the Arctic who?
Woah woah tell her mans what it do?
I don't make the figures but I make
familiar with but we've outgrown
Development is scary
It requires change
A lot of it
You battle with your inherent nature as a child
To the attachment,
me and my, sit back and laugh at you (Ha)
AC, gotta stay cool, man
"Never, ever let 'em see you sweat", that's the rule, man
Hit it 'til we through,
to picking my name
Now I got Bucket List coming and every song on it
Is basically me spitting flames
I put my heart in this
Trained to Bear with it like
a tower
Yaow, front pockets filled up with bands, no bible
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands
Dropped on the head of any nigga want it, man (woo)
Pop me
Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like
I'm the man with the plan, I make all the rules I can stand to myself, I could be president
And I finish this song with the flames that is sent
Vacant
it's beyond repair, you're in the red with it
Extend this olive branch then hit you in the head with it
Used to be cool, now it's rare we speaking
Gotta
soundin' like mutterin', but really, it's prophetic utterin', that keep me s-s-s-s-s-sutterin'
Father God, I wanna kill em' with the venom, man, and I really
on the mix
I do it out of my head-n, from hear to Homestead'n
Or even Belleport cause it is my sport
{Cool V cuts "I'm the BizMarkie, yo known for beatbox
Infested with small pox, knowin they had no immunity
Today it's AIDS, you best believe it's man made
Cause ain't a damn thing changed.. let me explain
Now
Straight up with my team we gon make it lit
Then we bring the shit y'all have never seen
Young flame on my team you know we legit
Flying higher with
Dreamgirl don't pillow fight
New dress, it fit on tight
Watch what you say
Cool out the flame
Things get lit on sight
Things get lit on sight
Things get
fades to smoke
But it's hottest at the start where the flame is blue
Friday night, late June, sittin' by the fire with a lake view
Eyes Lock- Through
gonna blow
And since you can't take it with you better give it away before you go
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Greed is the word, it's a verb
Wants
the dream come true
first i waited, then created didn't debate it, just make it
the feeling is strong, so keep coming on
with the bass and the drums there's
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
on your brow
Is what you reap and sow
Forge your own fortune
From salt and from sand no gods or kings
Only man
Folks told me, son, you won the gene pool
So
sworn to beast
Swallowed them in flames
They switched my DNA
Trip me into Cool J
I can't fight the feeling
I'm born to kill prey
To survive an attack
Keep the game lit 'till I burst into flames
Hit em' in the high, hit em' in the low
Every other rapper is stupid
So we know they name
I ride with
your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and it is still all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over ho, it's overstood
I was overlooked, I
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