Lyrics:
Looking back we was kids doing backflips
Off a cliff, different kind of rock
Get a stack, we would skip
Make a track, take a sip
Come and kick it by
off the throne say thanks for the seat
Growing apart and growing older
I'm sober
We share knowledge with nothing in common
Who told ya
Get it by
You better get it right
I produce what you like
Satisfy your appetite
No fly-by-night, we rock you right
KRS Shaggy Mad Lion yo
Whassup with this money?
hit to the beat
Rock on your body, hit to the beat
She asked me if the Glock in my tote
I said, baby, the Glock in my coat
She said, what if the opps
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
Punk-rock, new-wave, and soul
Pop music, salsa and rock and roll
Calypso, reggae rhythm, and blues
Master mix those number one tunes
Play that
Punk-rock, new-wave, and soul
Pop music, salsa and rock and roll
Calypso, reggae rhythm, and blues
Master mix those number one tunes
Play that
saying got you on my shoulders
(Yeah)
I like to pour up some sprite in my syrup
I get the perfect mix then I just stir it
Be on the lookout for you when
Lace up yo shoes, get yo nose, bitch you are the clown
We don't got beef, ain't no quarter pound
You in the circus, you swinging them circles
I know
on
as if I'm fallin off the edge of a cliff
If I live and see 80 I'm reppin the bricks
Real shit
leanin' like a syrup sipper
Henny and sprite mix it up get
sleep for a couple minutes more
I said I'm sorry to maria for all the cold hearted things that I
have done
I said I'm sorry by now at least once
one lets pull an all nighter
I dont even know if i can get much higher
Remeber woods partys we was sitting by the fire
Its summer time, and we outside
wit da xans
I need weed I need lean mix da molly wit da xans
Watch me go crazy now ur bitch is on my dick
Lean to the left rock to the right I'm still
please while I get the weed out
If we aint got no toilet roll I'll sacrifice a sock
I can't count how many times I took a shite behind a rock
That's just
a goat drank the blood outta the skin
And seared its liver in a skillet
Right there in the field
My first organic meal
After eating we was greeted
By
I've been forced to living on my own, these niggas wanna get me out my comfort zone
And when I'm at home I just practice reloading, continue banging that
the real mccoy
[Delite]
It's the are-O-D to get intense
Rappin' and rollin', while makin' a mix
To ya ladies, I need your involvement
For the keys I hold,
spot/they just making sure/another nigga don't post on mines/plus they selling mines till I get there/20 rock special looking like bolders out here/I gotta
it's like (phew)
Tried to wake up early, snoozed 'til noon and got it off by two
You ask, do I stop? Do the clock?
Feel like Loc Dog, should I do
a song from when you were young, you'll know just what I mean
We get a little younger with every tune in that rock and roll time machine
That rock and roll
Yeah
Yeah
Bad lil shawty, ride by my side
Smokin’ the kush, high like a kite
Love me too death, makin’ my night
I can feel deep, somethin’ ain’t right
Yeah
Yeah
Bad lil shawty, ride by my side
Smokin’ the kush, high like a kite
Love me too death, makin’ my night
I can feel deep, somethin’ ain’t right
like an Uzi
Nothin' can bruise me
Lyrics let up when lady
Say don't lose me
So reload quickly
And you better hit me
While I'm lettin'
This fifi get wit'
like an Uzi
Nothin' can bruise me
Lyrics let up when lady
Say don't lose me
So reload quickly
And you better hit me
While I'm lettin'
This fifi get wit'
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