Lyrics:
smoked up by the doorway (blaow, blaow, blaow)
No question, I send your ass back, right to the essence
Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you
Eat that
That what they tell us, we act
Like monkeys, we can't react
Cause cops gon blow our top back
Make it so hard to be black
Make it so hard
to take it back to the beginning
I've got so much on my mind, so much on my mind
I'm so worried bout losing, I ain't winning, time to take it back
about
Themselves, singin' original songs, by the original masters
And I'm sittin' there on the porch, rockin' back 'n' forth in my little old
chair
fresh ass Timbs
Came back on your monkey ass like biiim
Hit 'em like biiim, biim, biiim
Lookin' for a sucker, fucker, I am not him
Lookin' for a sucker
drinking whiskey from a cup and talkin' 'bout them good ol' days
Back then I never had a worry in mind because my train was always on time in 1970 and still
start dey source
Since umbilical, I cut the cord
Jayso, make I free my mind, press record
Chivalrous music, it opens doors
Back when I started, most
Seems better when we put her down in my dime hat, layin cool and g stacks
But remember when we packed, tennessee don't need that
But we back, nice hoe put
timberline)
You saw my machine, all of them are legal (timberline, timberline)
Monkey with that madness, I'll blow your head off (timberline, timberline)
and we pack mac
His eyes is wild with the rezzy monkey on his back
But I'm stressed and he need to be blessed
With a firepack, don't even go there cause
the faith of a mustard seed
Uh, I remember I was down on my back before
When the devil gave you nothing but you asked for more
I remember, man, listen, that
On the plane to South Central
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho
Steady mobbin' I'm just like Robin Hood
Up to no good, so many bitches on my wood
of y'all monkeys out the frame
Whoever gyped my locker and took my Donkey Kong game
Watch, don't even try to put it back so I can find I later
Word
pharmaceuticals, you ain't wiring my brain
Got a bunch of middle schoolers tweaking on that adderall
Sit down, shut up, seven hours, go home
Get your ass beat by
the monkey from off my back
15 cents minus 5 is a dime
Sexy young ladies, let's intertwine
Greg N-i-c-e ran it down the line-line
[ VERSE 2: Preacher
Basically monkey like Diddy
I am just playing my role call me Jack
But my last name is not Mr. Black
Traveling, Suite Life of Cody and Zack
Got a lil shawty,
to my kiddies
And I just wanna sit back and count these digits
Don't plan on lettin' nobody take their place
I pay more money to security than I make
Dolphin
Jail I was a hard head
Fuck what tha guard said
Actavis pints by my bed
Just like tha free world
Rappin' got me paid
But I played off in tha G
And I wonder
Lifting off from the black tarmac
If I'll even know myself
By the time that I get back
Flying over a lonely blue sea
Will anybody
daddy
for he's drunk and stoned and smelly
drooling visions from his butt
like a sweating bible-book
with a monkey
with a monkey
with a donkey
on his back
what you did
Monkey see what monkey is
Nigga fucked with the Comely Kid
Removin’ my bib, playtime over, nothing under the bridge
Light like lightning
New York City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by
you talk back
Hang yo ass on the tight rope
Like your clothin
Sendin spirits to the astral
Like a shamin
I'm so high
Big ol roaches on my plate
You know
Of that brass monkey on some drunkie shit
You, R&B fake rappers suck a monkey dick
I'm from back in the days with the Christmas
For haze on my back
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