Lyrics:
the pen like my cousin Bud
Lunatic Insane, and my partner T-Love
Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre
Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man
[ 2Pac ]
Now
to get what's comin' to ya'
You understand me
Uh, listen
Did you ever catch a slap on the wrist for talkin' that (Shhh)
Bar of soap from the bathroom sink
to get what's comin' to ya'
You understand me
Uh, yeah
Did you ever catch a slap on the wrist for talkin' that (Shhh)
Bar of soap from the bathroom sink
just bounce around
C'mon
Yeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me
None of y'all niggas is ready
Run go see the pharmacy
Prepare for the coming
pop fall asleep
Missing kids on the milk carton
A lunatic kills kids for kicks and gets pardoned
Baby girls run away from home, huh
And two months
Two cups 'cause I'm gettin' too fucked up
I'm strapped up, I'm too much for you poo butts
Do too much, then your ass gettin' touched
Two babies with
blessing
Plenty money for flexing
Pepper steady resting
Two by two
Make the blessing be two by two
Anything wey Dey come make e two by two
Make my
One two it takes two
One two it takes two
One two it takes two
One two it takes two
One two it takes two
Can't tango by my
One two it takes two
Can't
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
on the straight & narrow
I can't call my gang and have you hemmed up for the dinero
If you see me at a party I'm most likely in the back
Spitting bars back2
You motherfuckers programmed by the programmers
That's why you getting locked up by the dope slammers
Not me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
They music so
the young 2 ones TLC's and all the DPG's
Down for whatever who eva wanna see me now
You lookin like me i guess you wanna be me now
It take a hole lot to be
the young 2 ones TLC's and all the DPG's
Down for whatever who eva wanna see me now
You lookin like me i guess you wanna be me now
It take a hole lot to be
deep
And your 35 and you still survive
Idle 'pon corner side
You're in 2 deep
And your 55 and don't have a child
For your joy and your pride
You're in 2
deep
And your 35 and you still survive
Idle 'pon corner side
You're in 2 deep
And your 55 and don't have a child
For your joy and your pride
You're in 2
for the prize
Fuck money
I don't talk, I feel sick
I'm a lost arithmetic
I'm confusing as a bitch
Life's a shit slapstick
We're all fucked lunatics
I'm
your bullet, but the bullet wwnt
Desperado, do work for new boy
I pull out my gun and plug two like trugoy
Wyclef
Pace 1
Yo this was how
bullet, but the bullet wwnt
Desperado, do work for new boy
I pull out my gun and plug two like trugoy
Wyclef
Pace 1
Yo this was how the west was won
Our
be aight
St. Lunatics at the Superbowl
Top row gettin' super blowed
Rams on the 24 second down two to go
Now we in the Louis tho
It's two below
with all these gloomy lunatics
Who walk around depressed and smoke a pound of cess a day
And yesterday went by so quick it seems like it was just today
Ahhh, make way for the lunatic
I want to stop, I drive by the camp quick
I want necks 2 or 3 maybe more
To squeeze again, and again, and squeeze some
like Jason
Money stack and racks and raps
Rip by Ray, Mishap, and Epitats
'Cause suckers are scared straight
Prepare for the wrath
A psychopath when
Just cause I'm motivated by a lot of cheese
When trees by the p's
And fuckin' fine fee's and 3's with ease
For sure the skilled poets
Within in
her for Adidas and she bought me Zips!
I said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep"
She said, "You're only sixteen, you don't have a rep
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