Lyrics:
dresses and pink caskets
If the filth that is portrayed in these gangsta rap videos and
Art is not obscene then I submit that nothing is obscene
We
beneath the wave
Or paralyzed with fear
I was not deafened by the noise
And i was not afraid to hear
Oh boy, here goes another one
Spitting rhymes just
I blow that door of the whip
Cock buck fox suck cum on a bimbo,
Faggot musta thought he knocked me out
Kimbo.With Gaundrea lips breath stronger then
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
boy who lives next door
He's a junkie Jesus Christ
Do you think I'll be sad 'cus you don't like me
Well, I consider it highly unlikely
Spill the milk
friends mack the knife
And the blue eyed boy who lives next door
He's a junkie Jesus Christ
Do you think I'll be sad 'cus you don't like me
Well, I
With shit that make me pace in my room until I rip the carpet
I'm fit to start up this next millennium
Swingin' the grappling hook at cackling crooks
to dodge this barrage of my bars
Is not an option
And I swear I'm done because this dummy
Must be suffering from some 'ol next level delirium
Cos I remember
Not a good physique
And yet I love him
Boy around the corner
Better than the boy next door
The boy around the corner's
Never been in love before
I'm not with cuffing I rather just be by my lonley
I'm not with the simpin' I'm back to the pimping I'm feeling like goldie
I don't go to southern I
day
I'm a'goin' home
It's not far, just close by
Through an open door
Work all done, care laid by
Goin'ta fear no more
Mother's there,
the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul
In the darkness by the riverbed they
the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out the bank safe, it's said that they got off with quite a haul
In the darkness by the riverbed they
your parents just don't understand
I know, right right
Then you have these crazy nightmares
Bro, why me? Why me?
What's next?
I don't know, just not
Not by choice, but forced to be a menace
Can someone just pray for me, or war
(Or at least, try to understand) the city pressure
The AK-47, twin
they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By another little boy and this is what he said:
"Me & you tonight are gonna make some cash,
fast or let it crash
Life is broken I need a cast
Shame is next on the list
Nothing right you got the gist
Hands up but he pops the wrist
Confidence
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
to court
You're going to tell me I made it I know it of course
Told myself to pop off on this beat
He wanting them shoes but them bitches not cheap
Eight by
your parents just don't understand
I know, right right
Then you have these crazy nightmares
Bro, why me? Why me?
What's next?
I don't know, just not
Mr Go Get It
Say I go by the biggest double G, yeah I'm Mr Go Get It
Til the ends by any means told the boy not to fuck with me
I keep that stick
everyone was trying to become the next Spice Girls or Backstreet Boys. I got rejected over and over. The funny part about being rejected as a teenager is
swerve, swerve
Goddamn, forgot I had popped that Perc'
Ah, good morning
Today is a wonderful day (today)
A pussy boy better not play (today)
I'm
planned, all that Goin', they gon' pay for it
Seen a shot, go blam, I learned my Lesson, not anymore
Niggas know who next, they Gettin' right, and even
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