Lyrics:
less
Than all the rhymes that will pass the test
Because I'm cool as ice, I'm twice as nice
I never had an off-day in my life
You see, I take all
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
your pockets and get shot by cops
And people rot in jail for smoking weed, man what the fuck!?
Do you see it now?
Why I don't need help?
Because I'm so
off of my dick?
Words in the way, I'm at lost by 'em
I give you a JFK on the front lawn of MLK in the crossfire (get down, nigga)
I have evolved into
distracted
I manustry reacted
My penis' expanded
Her number I demanded
The questions I asked her were nice and discrete
But now she's in my passenger seat
Turn
a trip, I cannot lie
The vibeyist vibe that I ever did ride!" (Okay...)
We tried to sit in the back
Right by a chick that was trained on the brass
"Nice
a fear of height, down, height
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
And a government for hire and a combat site
Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry
by the corner store
Since a shorty saw street kings
Doin' they thing hard
Most of that and goin' to walk
In carck 'round the vineyard
Out for
the boy nice but Im naughty
Shake that bod that body that body
I was in the party twisting things with s barbie
And Im with the plug the price low when he
the only one I got
He my only friend)
Oh my god (oh my god) yeah getting everything in life, I'm like oh my god (oh my god)
Yeah God over my shoulder, I'm
the zone (word?)
7 Mile and Foyer where a star was born (yeah)
United we stand, divided we swore (D12)
And hell yeah, I looked in my car (yeah)
Bitch, I
a flick
Find your backbone line 'em up nice
Come through with the Mac blowin'
Beef ain't nothin new to me
It's all a repeat
I leave a shooter by your door
Because lives gone in a
Flash with the click click and the kids
Hit where the street light im a rap
God the elite type you a rap
Fraud when you speak I
on me nigga you get shot dead
I'm a spray it if I feel boxed in
Take my number down have it locked in
Work out like I'm wearing dri-fit
In the 7 and I'm
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
I got it nice..
By the age of 7 I was questioning my existence
But I needed some assistance
I could see clarity in the distance
But in my mind just
a fear of height, down, height
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
And a government for hire and a combat site
Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry
are spineless can't fight your own fears
Time is nice you are dying in years
Why am I crucified by my peers?
As a child trying to hide my own tears
But
pilates trying to keep
the ocean by me. Hit a rich man's wife see what these
hoes can buy me. Lookin forward but it's nice to see
the rode behind me.
the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series
the moment, fundraiser at will, work with the homeless
Polish diamond edge, Flintstone shit, sealed in a comb pick
Carefully, swing the B seven series
If you be with me
I hold you tight
Be by your side
All day and all night
For once in the world
That you be my wives
But if you cheat on me
You
watchin' over me
Yo! We a new breed in two thousand six
We don't give a fuck about that religious bullshit
Nigga show me where the cash at
The nice whips
your life? nope!
Walkin' round gang bangin' uh! betta
Keep that thang hangin'! uh!
Yo! - 20 lil' missiles in the clip of the 5-7
(uh)
I'm like
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