Lyrics:
hopin', it's a battle lost
I got 'em crossed as soon as
The funk is boppin' off nigga, I hit 'em up!
Now you tell me who won i see them, they run
They
(How she slept on the floor, sold flowers, clean people’s houses for money). She was glad everything was changing for her, she soon was pulling a deal
and think it's a taser? (How?)
Now that dumb cop bitch gotta sit in the pen'
All that white privilege shit is comin' to an end (haha)
A traffic stop turned
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
Ceaser, go ask your homie how I'll leave you
Cut your trick ass up, leave you in pieces, now be deceased
Lil Kim, don't play around with real G's
Quick
inches
Stepped on the gas pedal, how bad my girl is harmed?
Man, they only hit her in the upper arm
Now I'm drivin' on sidewalks, makin sharp turns
My
inches
Stepped on the gas pedal, how bad my girl is harmed?
Man, they only hit her in the upper arm
Now I'm drivin' on sidewalks, makin sharp turns
My
comin' soon
How can sky be the limit when
There's footprints on the moon?
Now, I used to bus tables, now I bust rhymes
Spitting lines to the illest
a clean house
You got a clean house, yeah
I can tell by conversation she about her cream
She independent, by herself, and keeps her house clean
DJ
gonna cry
Did me wrong in the worst ways u should’ve lied
I’m the cherry on top ur the one to the side
The world is mine now i feel like I’m Nas
Turn
shit like Dave Chappelle
Pussy-ass niggas all in my mail
How you get out early? You ain't make that bail
Snitchin' ain't free, but all you do is tell
I
shit like Dave Chappelle
Pussy-ass niggas all in my mail
How you get out early? You ain't make that bail
Snitchin' ain't free, but all you do is tell
I
faster and faster, pulling Leonard by the whip, now flying over the ground. Close to the edge, the only way was... take off. And that’s what they did. Soon
disrespectful
I'll walk in Kanye house and
Tell a Yo Mama joke
Fourth grader, hittin' the blunt
Watch how this 9'll smoke
Stomp him in some Adidas and now he
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
Grrr
Mm
I gots to make a move and make it soon, uh
I gots to take a block and make it boom
I take the car and hit it with this boom
Now come
bragging
New house by the sand
It cost a couple grand
Mimosa in my hand
That's how it's gonna be as soon as I blow up
As soon as I blow up
As soon as I blow
coast, now we beefing over post
Is you writing or channeling a in your cloaks?
Guess it don't really matter
I'm just rooting for my team
Cooking for my
And they fight with all their money invested to hold me back
But now I'm featuring the mack pack
Smooth B, you know I'm feelin fine
(This is how we run it
the jackin
Soon as the day is over, my bitch is checkin in
I'ts just like deja vu, again and then again bitch
[Girl]
Come on, Wait a minute MR. MJG
Do you
Uh, uh, check it out (yeah)
Junior M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm)
Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. Nine-fo' (keep bangin)
To all the ladies in the place with
faith is drowning
Beneath that cesspool: Watergate
How much more evidence do the citizens need
That the election was sabotaged
By trickery and greed?
Uh, uh, check it out (yeah)
Junior M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm)
Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. Nine-fo' (keep bangin)
To all the ladies in the place with
The past is a grotesque animal
And in its eyes you see
How completely wrong you can be
How completely wrong you can be
The sun is out, it melts
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