Lyrics:
phenomenon
And reinforcin' that shit is my nine to five
And when I finish making you recognize
I'm getin' at a couple civilized women that's tryin' to ride
You
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
dreams
Forced to re-evaluate my situation, realization
I'm 5% of the original nation who know the truth
The youth nowadays are color-coded, minds eroded
like a anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit cray, it get you high
One-two-three-four, to five-six-seven
eight, nine-ten, then ya got eleven
Twelve, thirteen, start your age;
fourteen-fifteen-sixteen, the pubic stage
what I know then you know I ain't playin'
(I'm loyal to the game)
Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain
Possessed by the streets you
original
True colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke
With they hopes up high
I circulate
juggling knives
I'm burning midnight oil
Or wicks but at both ends
And now the choice is
Juggling 9 or dropping 10
Light in my eyes, I'm paralyzed
I've
That's a ball drop
Come on akh, pretendin' y'all niggas on block
Twin fives put like ten of
Y'all niggas on shots
We could do it however y'all niggas wan'
and focus my skills for other things
I took the steel wheel, I'm steerin' in other lanes
But my fuel on low and my oil need to be changed
Amongst all
I know a lot of folks who are extremely loyal
To a banjo or a nice guitar
But I prefer a greasy can of olive oil
With a broken broom handle by far
bring enough
They was distracted
But the wise 5 knew the vibez
They wasn't slacking
The 10 bridesmaids
Had all fell asleep
Then after midnight
In the dark
to you
4. I ain't tryna fall in love I’d rather stand with you
5. Anything you need I'll be for there for you
6. And everytime you need some help ill lend
lives are
Driven by these men?
Now that oil is worthless
And toilet roll pure gold
Maybe we can wipe away
The shit that we've been sold
Nurses now are
like they gon' die
With the mindset of be broke or let's go get high
If the cost of livin' so crazy how we gon' get by
Gasoline five dollars, how
bags, so keep your lip zipped
Shit poppin' like ten zits, I got a little weed oil
Pull it when the pen lit, that's a good drag
He be high off it in
the clip while you a gwan, oil up the gun.
Mi a smile and hide the piece everytime we a pass the police.
Everything a run smooth but, if you ever get bite by
your shots low
You hug the block close, we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
You duck the five-oh, we rock on and on (ladies!)
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
team, yeah
Put my dick all in her, yeah
Your bitch gonna cream, yeah
Your girl give me head, yeah
Kinda like oil sheen, yeah
This bitch she is upset
Woodrow Wilson has his fourteen points
But Clemenceau turns to Lloyd George
And says "You know that
God himself had only ten"
Today I'm carried by a league
a high five we would bash our forearms together
Let's bash (let's bash)
Let's bash (let's bash)
Let's bash (let's bash)
Let's bash on they ass
Let's
grams, its easy to remember
(Throughout the I 9 to 5 I'm the Handyman)
Racing through the hood, ski mask off
Criminology hustle, when goons play
foreplay so you need five and
Tell me shorty you got it baby
If its not it baby, hope its progress baby
Let it all drip baby
If you stop that shaking, no
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