Lyrics:
to share it with all of you
And clear the air a little bit
Say it all from my point of view
I haven't seen you in a while
All the dust has been settled now
ready
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow
I chalked it up to bad karma
See most people don't believe in karma
Anymore but obviously I still do
Cause for instance you got
Famous for killin'
And then you've got Anaheim on Friday
So tell me a little bit about what to expect
At the tour stops, because like I just told
You before we went on the air
'm the illest motherfucker from here to Gardena
Well, I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce
You've got the rhyme and reason, but got no cause
But
'm the illest motherfucker from here to Gardena
Well, I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce
You've got the rhyme and reason, but got no cause
But
and go where? Leave and forget all I've done here?
All you've done here is sex up middle age women, smile at the young and make money off the old
Never do
night when TEST STAND #1 and THE ROCKET SLED ITSELF... (We have ignition!)... got LUNCHED! I said LUNCHED! (Lunched!) By a FAMOUS MOUNTAIN-IN and his
the people of the remedies they got in their belt
Like read a book
Read a book now
Living on a planet ran by killers, and the crooks now
If you haven't
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
clap your hand, hands?
And I wanna do something
I wanna do something then
(The east coast don't love Dr dre
And Snoop Dogg?)
Can you clap your hand,
by your baby (yeah)
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your baby
Man, do things get better?
We can look back
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
bullshit off
DEVelopment busting off lyrics
Like Kalashnikov
From long ranges MC's get picked off
I got a chip on my shoulder
All i gotta do is let the chip
said, so I haven't been saying anything all summer, content to enjoy the small miracle of a girl choosing to talk to me and choosing to do so again
I'm not afraid of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find a decent melody
I'm not afraid of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find a decent melody
said "why don't you work with artists?"
That brudda there's got no jewels
Someone tell him, this is only healthy bredding
Bitch, I'mma do it like
the sacrifices
Go from me to you?
Don't call me your better half
Because I'm better whole
You can't be my soulmate
If you haven't got a soul
Oh I'm not your ball
I'm not afraid of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find a decent melody
heart for free
Are you feeling down? Have you lost control?
Is your life a mess? Do
Your friends despise you?
Well, here's one weird trick
Discovered by
And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough, and you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now... my oh my
You've got
down the street?
Grab them by the pussy
Damn that's fucked up dude
I'm surprised you haven't gotten sued
You can do anything
Dude does my pubic hair look
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