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on the cement floor
And closed the door behind me
I came back into the house through the Dungeon
From another door into the kitchen
And said, "This is not how
here not to choke
We came up from under the dirt, my third eye more than woke
Then homie tell me what's your mission
I-I-I deliver hope for the low
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
your donkey by my lonely I eat pussy like Shoney's
That's Tunechi, homie, master of ceremonies
I knock 'em down, domino effect, no pepperoni
I swear
the law yeah
Spin the wheel
Pop a wheelie
Come catch up
Come catch a feel
csh my cigarette
Out the window
Live for thrills
From the bomb that is your heart
To This"
And to those other mc's: Naughty By Nature fall? Nigga please!
We just took the time to form three companies
Now the whole industry
Awaits
the fuck is my water
Look, Aye Aye
A lot of people counted me out
Like I was down three one
And since I’m going to Houston
I ain’t never been no peon
I ain’t
on the elevator, hops off the six floor
Knocks on the door of room 604
Gets greeted by the biggest pair of thighs you want to see
With a pair just like a mona
you, he need his Rogaine razor blade
Dancin' down ya center this the Soul Train
I'm from where you had to pick a
Side and then defend ya block
Where
your outback friends will play
Three wide steps take you to the top, where you are greeted by a bright yellow door
Bursting with character
Yeah, What (repeat 7x)
Lil' Flip, David Banner, Three Six Mafia
Houston Texas, Mississippi, Memphis Tenn. what?
[Lil' Flip]
They told me I
Ayeeeee
Offwhite tee ain't get it out the sto'
If you say want war imma meet you at the door
Fear of God print with dior up on my toes
Yea lil shawty
[Cam'ron] (intro)
You do what you do where you live
I do what i do where i live
That's what makes me nigga, and that's just the way it is nigga
uhh,
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Passed me the pistol
Bam, I look through the door
I see like three, four niggas
Conductor, Conductor, Conductor
of Partisans from… on each of those posts, those lampposts. There was a big sign, a big painting up on the wall, I think it was like a poster, just down by where
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
from Texas not Houston but I keep a rocket
If I beat a nigga ass I'm going in his pockets
[Chorus: Deorsey Ardae}
I take yo momma shopping I take yo
drink Nuh codeine mi doh lean
Tell dah big batty gyal Deh fi roll een
Hey Jodene
Me fi have yuh lock, not di ting weh kip di door een
Mi F yuh 9 times,
Yes
Once again
Reporting live
From inside of my play pen
As far as I could remember I was an entrepreneur
10 toes down in manure could hardly
it's a visit from the Stick)
Yeah she's a wild one, winking at me, showing off that pretty smile
Bird on a wire, sit next to me down by the fire for
live alone my world has no intruders
Just like westside wrists I be dancing around all you losers
Don't care if you thrice my age I can't be paged by
at you fools
Kick down doors, go and stage
Seek the truth, gain self-knowledge
Educate yourself, as well as go college
Spit from the mind, spit to the beat
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
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