Lyrics:
hella high
Curl on the dumbbell L
We can't even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post
Down low in the 'jects,
the anger and aggression
Knocking those down, left them haters wanting to listen
But left it in the water, baptized, had your protection
They still be trying
to Martin Luther King overnight
Martin Luther King overnight, ay
I was dead broke, hustlin' off the steps
Now I rock water like I'm Michael Phelps, yeah
street-talk game
So if you ever, let me make this clear
If you ever think that we're stepping out of here
You ever think you're getting up, down, around or in
street-talk game
So if you ever, let me make this clear
If you ever think that we're stepping out of here
You ever think you're getting up, down, around or in
not 'bout the faith (oh-oh, oh)
She on my phone and what she 'bout to say?
She let me know (that's my- that's my-)
H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth,
hella high
Curl on the dumbbell L
We can't even S-P-E-L-L MTV or TRL
Supreme novelists, we rank superior, guardin' the post
Down low in the 'jects,
young...
Another frozen future has passed.
Another breed, another cast.
The rivers will run, brought to life by the sun, the circle is
still
up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
every word of the chronic
If I get signed to Dr. Dre
That aftermath'll be ironic
I tell a bitch make yourself at home
Get comfortable
Let your hair down
have been an early grave
Push ups
No metals
I just let that
water from my body lock them up tho I don’t sweat bars
wrong ones getting the hype
still
Who's he? Kobe or the young Phil
Oowee, y'all done let me rap?
In-a-few/nephew I'ma ante/aunty up and get your Unc-killed/un-cle when it pops,
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
from my mistake don't ever wanna run again
This message just for you so come on in
And let your old life come to an end
It's time to ride, ride, ride
For
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
on the rickenbock-er
Hold up for a second a need a sip of water [Missy!]
If y'all in need of lessons just sit in observe
Drive by sliming you get hurt in the cudi
While
take flight
Rewind before I'm King Weight
Felt like I was on an island
And depression was impeding me
Picked the pen up, made a rhyme by mistake
A couple
Miiri man ɲi!
Aa! Dennin! K'an bɛn sɔgɔma!
Miiri man ɲi!
Aa! Dennin! K'an bɛn sɔgɔma! (Aa! Dennin! K'an bɛn sɔgɔma!)
Aa! Dennin! K'an bɛn sɔgɔma!
and free
I like to look on the water oh won't you come with me
I go down to the water with my lover by my side
We go down to the water and we run into
'cause I'm paid again (huh)
Leaking, let the plumber in (huh)
Arrow point me where to stick it in (huh)
Open her legs then I water bend
Great walls, call
you, be not forsaken, uh
Jump in a lake, uh
Let the water run over yo' face, we baptize people
Now they breathtakin', nigga wait, I'm 'bout
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
away our sorrows)
Omukulu omukenke (Let's dance & be happy)
Ene da bu Jehovah ojowa (who is like Jehovah our God?)
E ne ne du no (there's nobody)
Ene da
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