Lyrics:
Awards
I'm startin' to see you niggas don't want it
I'm sick of this flauntin'
From niggas I know for sure ain't got more dough than Cole
Trash
your coffin nailed by Thor
Shit just a bad break from poor
We acknowledge facts
Ain't going out like that
Got the inside track
Watch it stack
Then pat
ever
Since man got older
We carry this beef on our shoulders
This beef on tops, and i hate these opps
So it's only right that i spin their block
I ain't
Dirty Bastard]
Yo! Met this bitch by the name of Subie
She was a bad bitch, she had a big ol' booty
She got me setting up when I went to the projects
you
[Spoken]
You ain't got to worry about how long I'm gonna mourn ya
I'm gonna keep your name on the streets
Chorus x2
[Treach]
I'm ya true
minutes six Minutes six
Minutes, Slim Shady, you're on!
"Just a feeling I've got like
Something is about to happen
But I don't know what if that means what
the house
Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah
[verse one]
You go on and on and you don't stop
Got sticky sneakers from the blood of a shot cop
Belt
I aint on backs
Just spit facts
And rap fast
Just like that
Take raps
And flip stacks
Like spongebob
With no pat
Told that
Its so fat
My pockets
Got
of which I can
I would have to be ten people, but I only am one
I’m deep in debt, you bet, seems I owe everybody some
Ain’t got two dimes to rub together,
this for the thrill
I'm in it all for the taking
If you play you lose your life this ain't no game no this not Tekken
If you playing with Jayraine got
shit hittin me hard momma knows dat i’m chosen 1 got problems to solve
I left my heart and all of emotions in da projects ain’t doing a feature
crackers, said it ain't no bail
But your first day getting released, you got my words, you know I'm there
Lotta switches with me, if they stop this car, we
Big business when my telephone rings
Old school beef, no I ain't got time
Old school friends, no I ain't got time
Life goes on, man I can't rewind
Circle small cause niggas ain't familiar
Only La familia, militia mentally strapped
Art of war strategy chess moves got them trapped
No insight be
The north side of the city always got it yeah yeah
I'm rapping like this my first album yeah yeah
Dropping projects like there ain't no problems yeah yeah
I
on my dick more than my two hands
And now she wanna dark knight, but I ain't Batman
I'm Elon musk on mushrooms
I got big plans
That's why I broke my X
run somethin' by you
Used to hit my line and I'd be incentivized
When we talk I feel like I'm on thin ice
Don't understand how what we had just died
got the heart of a solider
Told ya I ain't gon' play y'all
My mind has gon' awall
Find it I will pay y'all
My money is yay tall okay y'all
From this day forth I declare war I hope you niggas ready for that (okay)
[Project Pat]
I represent North Memphis where your cars will be stolen
Young
me laugh
and a nigga who need a bath is asking for my autograph
ain't nothing changed but the time
I got to get mine, so I'm standing in the county
and AR if you can
I ain’t worried bout no beef if it ain’t coming with no bands
Real street nigga (scratch) I grew up throwing hands
Only keep a strap
got time for no excuses you can save it
I was raised in the hood
From the projects
You ain't coming up with me
But you can watch it
And you already know
Yeah yeah, that's us
Hit me hit me hit me, I ain't got nothin' to do with none of that
Besides, whatever
Louis Rich Diamonds (yeah)
12 O'Clock,
it
They tried to Riley me up, but I betting Pat's expression
You can never pass a legend
I'm spitting on holy beats
I'm beating my past, present
I
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