Lyrics:
the humbles I was shootin ( ? )
And now my time has come
And now hip-hop's an industry polluted by bums
Posin with guns, they're puffin mad blunts
Aiyo,
on time like this it was dead cause my pockets weren't moving Saudi
Now mans in JT
Man like one day got em on screen and lock
Wanna me hear me when it's hot
Left France I was just knee-high
Coming from a place that's gritty that they call Grigny aka gny Gri
Rolling through the city driving thinking what
learned how to walk
And then I threw this
Littered that, raped the land
Because we thought
Other life was inferior to man
Developed a dependency on industry
put me under the radar
I got so many skeletons in the closet
To be honest, there were enough to fill a graveyard
Succumbed to shit that I was able
a priority even though I'm royalty don't spoil me
I'm a simple man but not simple-minded pretty soon all yall will be quoting me
The Life I was Given, is
to cash in
All these lames treat their dreams like GTA
As soon as shots get fired, they go passive
But not me, I fire back
My lyrical drive-bys leave mental
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
a sumo
Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper
When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity
I was scoopin' girls before you lost your
to jail accused of being a peeping tom
Dammit man, I'm saying
Any man would try to find out if his girl
Was doing, doing him wrong
That's all I was doing
the truth
Being with me is like pulling a tooth
(I know)
Thought you was solider you not in my troop
Thought you was solider you not in my troop
We used
like a slave he was digging his grave with a thumb colored green
I cried
just a week since he'd been missing
Shot in the back by the man that killed
bench I'm a starter
I could dunk on em Vince Carter
Ion do light tricks side kicks man I rarely get to chill wit my partner
Drive by myself
I don't like
himself, every minute contemplating
Like Should I do it
Could I do it
Can I take it
Anything is fucking better than my heart breaking
Damn, He was blinded by
schemes nicely
I’m wrecking ball you can call me Miley
Passing by I keep on smiling
Just got back man, I’m not dying
Yuh, aye, if you know you know
Was it all lies Everything that you said You said we'd always be together Til the end Now I'm hearing you Got you another man What about us What
the zone, I'm leavin 'em in a phase
By now, I'm kinda used to leavin 'em so amazed
With my man Com-bred and Skillz, they know the ways
Call up Virginia
business mane
You was guessing just the wrong thang
You kind of hot, but to me you got the wrong flame
Ion play no games, better respect me I'm a grown man
smile but deep down I wanna cry
I'm so motherfucking hurt man I just wish that I was lying
Fuck them niggas that was speaking on me on the net
Cuz if they
you knew what I saw as a teen
You'd scream, you'd probably get PTSD
Grew up in Southwark
The dark South East
From knee high man was knee deep in
still putting in work
She too needy no Chris Breezy but I hit her with a curve
Better move quickly only been two weeks you already want a purse
Man I'm no
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
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