Lyrics:
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Keep it rolling,
I got one more
No I'm not done this is only the beginning
10,000 hours in, that is why I'm winning
Master of my craft makes me
and we shot callas
Now y'all niggaz mad, cause a nigga famous,
I think the president put a price on my anus
America's nightmare, but I'm not cube
I
decision making is too emotional
I'm sorry that you find me unapproachable
You try to tell me how a proper lady acts
Express myself and then call me a maniac
the devil's child
Maniac or not, I blow the piece, so bitch, I got the power
We gon' blow his head off, man, fuck his twin, that boy a coward
Heard them boys
and made front page
The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge
Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic
Some would say the strate is sick
kettle
It pop like a motherfucker, did it by hand
Your boy is an idiot, come get yo mans
Doin this shit so I shit on yo clan
I'm not a banger I'm just
damage ya dogs where the you-Haul in my truck
The camera installed, hand upon my balls
Call the morgue, I'm killin' 'em, even Kyle is not feelin' 'em
When
of you and I'm aware
Anytime you're not around me I can't think of nothin else
Who's that higher than the roof again, it's
Brotha Malcolm in the booth
She said I'm a maniac
And she'll never take me back
I'm a little insane
Guess we gotta face the facts
But if i'm crazy
You're insane
What a game we
food sitting all on my plate
We didn't know what we know yesterday
Not the brightest, I ain't no Notre Dame
But I got a hobby that I'm gon' innovate
I
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job
When she felt someone grab her whole face and said not to talk
But Stacey knew it was Bob and said knock it
All we want is a real shot
not ok I'm a celebrity
so that means my line has to cost $10 a T-shirt
No I understand about quality
I understa-
I spent
I'm here, I brought the crazy back
They act like they my children, man
Like you need to be babysat
I'm a king
I'll be on your screen if I'm not
and we shot callas
Now y'all niggaz mad, cause a nigga famous,
I think the president put a price on my anus
America's nightmare, but I'm not cube
I
twister (yeah)
It's the now I'm the maniac with the flow (what?)
til I knock out your regulars and your gold teeth (nigga)
Be doin' my thing
Yeah
Maniac
Chipmunk
Check it
See I cant take these man dem
Start promoting beef but getting no piece man dem
Ain't even got a mix CD but got
that nigga not my homie (No)
Back on dead by daylight man I kept on using Oni (Oni Oni)
Come and get your girl cause she running all up on me
She all up
the rain now
Ray J, old nigga, about 47 AK
I wake up every day, another payday
I do bad by myself, niggas fake, fake
Long arms, man, I'm comin' like
Yeah, RA
(You know what time it is)
Krept, Tally
Mad ting, sad ting
Been real (maniac, cool)
(My brudda)
Greazy ting
(Play Dirty)
Every
I'm looking at the evil all around us
I came into the room and the crowd hushed
I am not a man, I'm a beast
And I got a weapon, ready for the feast
and I'm a nympho-
Maniac, insaniac, I'll put you in a trance and
If you party with me I'll always keep you dancin'
Always keep you hyper no matter what
[Pops]
Hey, hey old bean
And you to baby sweetness
Yeah, this is Pops, and I'm back in the studio
And I didn't have to break in this time
I'm
of self-expression
She on call, she collecting
I'm no option, I'm a lifestyle
Driving real slow, you paid by the mile
Got to make these tracks in case I die tomorrow
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