Lyrics:
Backwoods, your White Owls, your Dutches'
And we gon' smoke and gon' ride to this shit right here, you know what I'm sayin'?
This is that shit here,
to fight back cause the new jack black macks
Ain't did shit about that, whack, jackin'
And I'm packin'
'Cause I'm down for the bank I'm stackin'
And in
Hop in the booth and I just can't relax
Hot like the dabs
I'll serve you like wax
That is a fact
Never lack
Matter in fact I am
Going through some
Ono
Black and white bitches like
Coke and hot cocoa
I just got way too high
Thinkin' oh no
Mouth locked closed (My, my)
Brain open wide
Eyelids so
a well bow tis doe waaaaaaay!
Submitted by Zodiac
NIGHT GOAT:
She wants my way to feel
And I cut my teeth
It's more nine hundred miles
Oh,
of the candle, there's a twenty grand stack
Heat the glass, pull the wax out, and cut that bitch in half
Carbon paper 'round the paper, makin' fifty stack flimsy
don't keep jack in my lap, don't wanna see tupac
got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
shoot-outs making me hot, crooked cops bad tony and the ball
music I ain't talkin' 'bout rap
You talkin' 'bout who's hot I ain't talkin' 'bout that
The conversation is changed Lets yap about that
I don't run rap
And I (uh)
And I
And I keep rollin' up (ooh, ooh)
And I keep rollin' up
Weed blowin' down, weed blowin' up
Hot air in me, we goin' up, still
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
say "Fuck him!" for doing the tracks
Matter of fact, fuck Fat Beats, for doing the wax
I'ma diss you via e-mail and then through a fax
I'ma diss you by
get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
In the hood summer time is the killin' season
It's hot out this bitch that's
get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-the-box (yeah)
In the hood summer time is the killin' season
It's hot out this bitch that's
Fuckin' her so damn good she out here callin' me Papi
It’s wax on wax off I was taught by Miyagi
I’m The Hulk with a head of steam it’s gon' take Thanos
but the ceilings white onyx Keeping it truthful you niggaz is Popped
Paranoid think I'm getting watched by the cops
Fearless Gang we got the city
back shit hit a’lil different when you talkin facts throw dat XO back now thats slick talk hot candle wax
Heard them talkin then
But they ain’t talkin
Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's
a disgrace
And I like to lace it up with wax and a little bit of crazy stuff
Hash, a little bit of oil, until my face is stuck
And I got a big bag of keef,
ready
Yuh (oh, shit), yuh
I'm in the land of the lost, now I'm chill, Jack Frost
Yeah, my conscience like Constantine, that hot sauce
Jack
Polished two bottles of Jack Daniel’s
Hit wax that was thicker than candles
Then I polished off another three handles
Post tags show I went a little crazy
like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance, go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump
Jack, he wasn't that nimble, wasn't that quick
Jumped over the candlestick and burnt his dick
Ran up the street cause he was piping hot
Met a bitch
freak girl told me now she's a Christian
My white girl wanna move back to Michigan
I'm pullin' girls off the bench
Like a 6th man
I'm in the club pullin'
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