Lyrics:
part two
It is what it is
Dear lord please forgive me keep a gun
There's hella shadies ain't no devil finna play me lord
Dear lord please forgive me
The national guard, they scared to hunt me
I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me
A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana
These slugs with keep your ass
feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself
I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my
I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
I was born in a small village
I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers
Foreign soldiers
Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their
Damn I hate rappers, don't call me that
If you called it how you seen it
You would call me real rap
I don't fabricate shit
All I do is keep it real eat,
Success
Angel baby
Die fucking Antwoord
From SA to LA
Caught up in this fucking rat trap (666)
First the front then the backstab
Keep trying to fuck me
Now
motherfucker
So with that, let's keep it moving, onto the kitchen where my witches keep it brewing
Uh huh, look at how my bitches do it
Bucky buck naked, look
motherfucker
So with that, let's keep it moving, onto the kitchen where my witches keep it brewing
Uh huh, look at how my bitches do it
Bucky buck naked, look
phone
What's going on on the floor?
I love this record, baby
But I can't see straight anymore
Keep it cool, what's the name of this club?
I can't
a prize
She a pie and everybody gets a slice
Cut, slumped in the 240 SX
And they ain't even know it was us
Surprised by the time they realize you
Was
Well, I ack'd a sweet mama
Just to let me a-be her kid
She said, 'I might get boogered, Sonny
An you couldn't a-keep it hidden'
Well, looked
mimicked or we keep it ...
Wow..
. let them boys step all on my kicks scuffing and crease me now...
Or would it be for ours.. to feast by only our keep
helpin' me climb so I know that I'm fine
Yeah
It's alright tonight
Keep runnin' straight through 'til you find the light
Everyday's a new step to write your
Some days I'm a prick but come take a peak through my lens
Walk in my shoes for a day by the end it'll all make sense
I want more than a medal by
a ting in his hand
They went from zero to familiar man
That’s why I keep my distance round a lot if not it’s time to peel a man
Real recognises real
North, seeking middle-class prosperity
But by the summer of 1967
Much of that hope had turned to hopelessness (yo)
Yo, you that wrong, I crack a sky,
ass
Counted the cash, but one nigga tried to stash
[????] quills, niggas was up in his ass
As he kicked it, by the little story that he told
I was
signs the paper with a flourish
And shows it to Glyde)
Which I'll certify on my doctor's oath
And I never lie!
Keep those papers safe under lock and key
face but all the while you want to take my place
Put it on a paper chase and you can't keep my pace
You're jealous 'cause I'm this shit and you ain't
Thug in peace forever staying in mash mode
Cause you made it fa sho
Legend in your own time
Make the music go slow can't give up
All the dues you keep
You call me poppa not luh but the big one
My mom ain let us fuck upstairs we broke the couch in
Now You cussin on the balcony we down by the ocean
you think the national guard is for
it?s a bad dream when Big Brother maps genes
and inject technology in kids vaccines
its next to nothin but my blood
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