Lyrics:
thought I couldn't flow
To a track laid back by Kid Rock G
Now even white bitches in the subberbs they jock me
With a smile pow wow they want this getto
"Slow Jamz
" holla at your man
Old school like Melle Mel
Or we could go to the D where Drelle Drel
Or DC, PG, or ATL
Back in Chi, I mean my life like
of 'maica at the age of ten
Landed at the dot airport, comin' out of may pen
Raised by his grandmama, until his real mama
Could send for the youth,
man give a true love, laid back with the ladies
And I bang with the true thugs
Share the wealth with my crew what? Because a Chi brother know
That
these niggas two faced
Tried to show me you had love but it was too fake
Ain't no coming back for crumbs nah you too late
Lord forgive me for I know
again
My worst enemy, my best friend
I fight myself in a steel cage
It's like the pain will never end
Take a two by four
Light it up and hope the flames
now, I’ll punch a n**a in the teeth
Ask Marshawn man he know that I’m a beast
Go by what you heard man I know that you a sheep
Black Lives Matter I
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
Back when I was poppin’ that Prozac
All praises to the most high
Hard times still gettin’ by
Heart cold when they turned on me
Still in shock they was
the bullshit
I'm so in love with Spanish
Chicks
Cake mix lil mama slim thick
Give her chocolate ice cream then I dip
Circle real tight
So I know who gone snitch
only one-and-a half
Baby bother just passed
Can't be stuck in the past
You gotta live with it, paint that smile on
Mama kept us healthy
But she cryin'
to work
I must to bust two nuts back to bay
Never seen a bitch work head like that
She had me jumpin' out of my seat
Workin' her jaws to the beat
She
from?
[Fading in]
Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at
This is autobiographical taking you back
I live a charmed life
We going back in the years
You can look me up and down, and my DJ too
Because we make up the boogie down productions crew
Takin' out MC's on the 1, 2, 3
No matter who they
and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who
our turn to play calypsos
Yo me and you meet me by the two
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
different cliques and crews to belong to
All identified by the music they drawn to
Check the status of your apparatus and then go
Nowaday, it ain't that
gon' need two vests
So, please stay off my dick 'less
You got a fat ass and two huge breasts
I been to hell and back and I
Fucked the devil in a blue
on the curtains,
What can I say it got me highly motivated
Mama two job working, banana companies emerg
Need a two week notice
Before they say don't need your
wack kid
He was snitchin'
Now we dissin'
Mama's yellin' in the kitchen
Stop the pissin'
You two shut up pop the hearing aids and listen
Whatchu doing
And laid it down to all my killas
That tried to teach my nigga the game
Cause once you gone, ain't no comin back
Talked to randall and t-dove
They say, "p,
Z2Turntt
I'm just doing my fucking thing
I said fuck this shit lets get high
It's the only way I get by
It's the only way I survive so
Fuck this shit
my story well this chapter 2
Remember when Ques' locked me in with the crew
Them niggas be standing on shit like a stool
I can't take you back
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