Lyrics:
Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone
So shut the fuck up
And take that shit back 'cause all your shit's wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
Without a microphone, but don't you forget you're in a zone
So shut the fuck up
And take that shit back 'cause all your shit's wack
(Doo doo is doo doo)
mine
I'm in da zone baby
'Cause now it's on baby
It's time for me to let you know
Who's in control baby
I'm not the type of G that'll mess
zone and some beats
Lollygaggers to poly matters that go over responses
Get all layered and get technical in they content
Press record, then I bring
and I got to meet Jay-Z and he said
"Oh, you a real soulful dude"
And he, uh, played the song 'cause he already spit his verse by the time I got
coming after you
Your joker better be up high
'Cause I'm the queen in flush alright
My zone, my zone, my zone, my zone
I'm diggin' diggin' my zone
All of my imagination
Even my self-preservation
Is yours in time
Music by Peter Furler / Lyrics by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor and Phil Joel
©©2002
the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
'Cause all I see in my M-I-N-D
Is D-P-G for L-I-F-E
And all I see on the M-I-C
Is another mangled MC opposin' me
a war zone
Your caresses assault me like bullets
Piercing the defenses around my soul
Got to dig in for my enjoyment
'Cause I know I'll lose it all
everywhere
And it smells like success up in here
My Turf Type All Elite
KBG under feet
My place, my home
My lawn is the drop zone
Turf Type All Elite
KBG under
Posted in Arizone
Smokin' on marijuan
High on Cheech and Chong
Errday we smokin' Raws
I been getting in my zone
I been feeling in my zone
I been
don’t know my shit
I’m winning till I D.I.E
To smart like a MIT student with a B.Eng
I’m in my Zone I’m in my zone
I don’t need no drugs to get it my
Yea
Look
I'm in the zone
I'm in the zone
I'm in the zone
I'm in the zone, zone
I be in the zone, keep it zen with every poem
Keep it 100 wherever he
on Chick-Fil-A, finna go on a trip and she ready
She on that dope cuz she know, a nigga so dope
We smoke a zone, some on the dust
Look at my wrist, what's in my
finna go on a trip and she ready
She on that dope cuz she know, a nigga so dope
We smoke a zone, some on the dust
Look at my wrist, what's in my cup?
steady
Anything in my way is dead
'Cause that's the way I feel, I am already
When I'm drunk by myself, alone in the zone
Drunk by myself
Heard niggas hate
stones
And we be trapping on them phones like BT
And she ain't ever phoning home like E.T.
I be in the coldest zones (coldest zones)
I fuck her with
trapping
Just post in the Charger until they are ready to jump
Jump out the jumper, no pulling your gun out
You better be sprinting the other way
Throw
afraid to show your feelings
Cause the realest are the ones who really
Welcome to the dead zone
24/7 it's a red zone
24/7 know you dead wrong
Leave you in
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
a freak and you know it's a fact
Why are you always teasing girl
Now I am trapped in your zone
Trapped in your zone
Trapped in your zone
Look, I came
me i be all up in da air while they
holden up my scroudum
I da told em,
u aint told em
Yes i did,
Now it time to show them cuz the industry still think
Im in my own zone (own zone)
Bitch don't kill my vibe (un unn)
I'm sipping on this henny and it's by my side
If you coming with that drama bitch not
I'm a Libra y'all
A cheeba cheeba y'all, well I'm a Libra y'all
You wanna battle? Swing
I bring commandin' men like I was king
In all your dreams
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