Lyrics:
thing I can do is cry
There is no more comfort in rasing
My offspring that I can find
I wish I was free from the hate
Of every single break of dawn
As I
D'Ville
Shoot to kill
Ask niggas, Duke is real
Stay lookin' for the loot to steal
He determined
Don't try to touch Bad Boy, cause we burnin'
I want my
The church house and the mess hall
That's why I address y'all
Express all Big Dogg with no flaws
Yiggy yes yall touch y'all from up above
Show big love
Z
kissing like you're mad
With the type of junk got you thinkin' dippin' in the trash
Known to living fast
Take a break, back up
Then I'm back up like
balls wet
I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets
Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex
words wreck
I'm a Psycho, ill with the voco-loco
Heard a sick pedo noco noco by coasta logo
Gas mask with the gangsta strollo
Got a piece that will
nobody new
Baby just touch me (T T Touch me)
Silencе can be deafening to thosе
Who scream out everything
All the words I do not sing
I'll save them for
Peel you like a banana
[Break]
Oh baby by the way (Oh baby by the way)
Tell me no I want you (tell me no I want you)
Cause you know at the end
khakis I’m locced out
Got naked hoes in a dope house
Put them hoes on a DVD
Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout
I’m pill poppin’ feds is watchin’
I hopped
(double agent)
It’s a cold world man,
I suggest that u get a better coat for winter,
Cause I murder in cold blood,
U are so fucked when Jason with ya
people come round (You)
Who's gonna come round? Simon?
Did you sleep with him? (I'm the one leaving)
Did you? Don't touch me
Jason don't touch me!
Why
rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
the beginning give off an electrical spark
I respect you if you respect me
Everything's for real, WTC
No fake ass shit, don't front the Remy
Break bread, never
Till my stone cold grave I'll be pushing on
Till my blood runs dry I'll be riding high
YEAH!
I hop out a Phantom (Ay)
Jason Beverly Hills I'm on 42
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
my tickets sold/they feeling my pain, jason’s lyrics wrote/but I’m more allen payne, when he was tristan doe/in blue hill, still move rugers that
UrbNet Records
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first
Might've took 'em might've got high
Might've overdosed and died
I feel my feet touch the sky I'm so important
So important, can't have kids I'm too impotent
?
You know my name and my game and what I'm here to do
Party people, lemme see if you can dance to--
[Chorus:]
Break it down! x3
Yo Bob,
break it
'Cause these others low key with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the taking
And what I need from 'em?
No favors, no favors
If
I keep my head up in the storm
Keep a coat on, luke-warm
And I ride around with two Glocks like Jason Bourne
And I never want to let you go
Never
invading my privacy just to get on a show
Well i'm choking out his wife with shower curtains and her own clothes
Hoes
Bend over and touch your toes
I'm gunna
the beginning give off an electrical spark
I respect you if you respect me
Everything's for real, WTC
No fake ass shit, don't front the Remy
Break bread, never
imaginations couldn't fathom it
Imagine if the butterfly effect
Was a caterpillar in the Garden of Eden
By the tree where the apple is
I'm way too talented
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