Lyrics:
closer
Made me a little tom boy like he was supposed to
Tearing up the place blowing weed in my face
Irresponsible to death parents stayed on his case
I'm very interested in riots, I'm very interested in avoiding them
So I call for action against the cause of riots
Law is the best action, the most
my buddy
He'll be standin' by me
Just another half of
The two headed freak
But I need him like
My heart needs to beat
At this point
In this
Bob's record
Swear to god before he gets a job he robs Eckerd
Blessed with a hot flow
Tested, it got dough
Invested in stress the best to finesse
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
to the jaw
Gun was knocked to the ground before he got to draw
The brother saw the pistol thinking "fuck the law
This is my world Imma do whatever I want
I
brother, yo, he's at the drug spots
Livin' off that cheap Chinese food
He says he only bumps the people when he's in the mood
Runnin' 'round with his crews
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
jib-bibbidy-be-bong-ska-dang
Daddy Nitro an' Ice-T come wid a different some-thang
Comin out de ghetto tings are wild like pure 'ell
Nuff man get ? in my firebomb sale
Some
by his little brother in the front lawn
So he inherits the land, comes up with a master plan
Put Cuba out of B.I., he hands me a C.I.
I got a half
also happen to me
I went to the fair with my brother Jim
When somebody through a tomato at him
Now a tomato is soft when it's wrapped in its skin
But
the bourbon
Sip on the weekend
He feelin urban
Put him in the deep end
He feelin smart
But he sippin on Wockhardt
My pockets fat
Gettin fatter like Paul Blart
Thing-fish:
Ob'dewlla! is why'awright? don't be pullin' de boy's chain too hard dere! he gots 'nuthuh show t'do t'morrow! don't put dat in yo' mouf, girl! I
the ladies in the place, to my house we go
Freakin in the den just to make you move
Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove
As DJ Flash, cuts so mean
That
Tom Barrett? More like Tom Beretta
Cause he shoots all his shots, he's a go getter
F. O. A. P., that's Frakes on a Plane
The founder of NamesCon, he's
shine in the dark, fuck a law, oh)
'Cause that's the only way we get down
Throw my weight like Sherman Klump
I gotta hold up my estate like Donald
shine in the dark, fuck a law, oh)
'Cause that's the only way we get down
Throw my weight like Sherman Klump
I gotta hold up my estate like Donald
Audemars
Good lord Allah is all the law allows
Ya'll know how I'm comin' man
I instantly put a hundred grand in brother hand
I instantly treat a chicken
Fucking with my brethren, 10 years strong
And he put them dreads in, Silver John Long
But he's more like platinum, hold up, here's a napkin
Pick your jaw
also the law
For sin is the transgression of the law
And ye know that he was manifested to take away our sins
And in him is no sin
Whosoever abideth in
well, yeah
So I watched him change as the days went by
And the money rolled in, we were livin' high
He didn't have to tell me he was breakin' the law
own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh to be a sin offering. And so he condemned sin in the flesh, in order that the righteous requirement of the law
probably wish they could say
"look at Adam and Tom"
So, let's do it
They say "he talkin' like you"
And says it in his music and
He puts it on YouTube like,
the richer's getting richer, the poor's growing weak
My brother died up in the streets, may he rest in peace
Niggas got heat like Pusha T, get it cheap
Flacko
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