Lyrics:
home
On my way home from a great show
Leng down shows, I'm a P-R-O
Man wanna war like GI Joe?
OK, let me murk man with the yosho
Tell your boy don't get
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
a watchmaker
That a muffin presupposes a baker
So we must agree sooner or later
This proves there's a creator
So if I put your foot in a stinker
You'd assume
thirteen year old boobs
I'd hang out by the junior
High like my dad does
Tom: Hey
You know what I learned in fifth grade?
Mark: What's that
Your dad has
All right,
All you inductees fall out and form some kinda line or something
I want all you young ladies to stick your chests out
And get your hips
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
I'm on a boat
30 foot waves
I'm going nowhere
I'm on a boat, Oooo
I'm on a boat
30 foot waves
I'm going nowhere
I'm on a boat, Oooo
Battered by
(The Butcher)
Y'all niggas should know by now that Griselda the flag
We the biggest (biggest)
Yeah
I don't know nobody this hungry, I don't know
a compliment
I'm drippin' confidence, I'm just somebody you ain't fuckin' with
Ayy, but free the real, and R.I.P da bros
Ain't with a lot of shit niggas be
clap up
Because these hometown flows are smacced up
Roll one, light three, it’s fun, dab these
Concentrates, no I said concentrate and realize that
of your hair
In my day we did everything we could
To look good, get on the good foot
Brothers making fun of me for the flood waters
The payless shoes,
(Only for- only for)
Little bitch you can't be saved
Still stuck in your ways
One foot in the grave (One foot in the wha)
I am the holiest power
They call
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
around with p
Hey yo strike two, my style Brooklyn like the zoo
Hey you, look nigga, one more strike you through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu,
hopin' this shit ain't gon' kill me
Woo
I know everything
I might do this shit for fun
And when you done you should come see me
Just hopin' this shit ain't
Castle & Big Pun
Ya punishments begun
My split personality, split niggas for fun
The man in the mirror told me to pick a side
I got a different side
Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the method muthafucka
With the guns blazing?
You trail, my god, its amazing.
Where your punk at?
streets, I'm safe Safe by the bell
Call me streets, call me streets Love to see that, baby
Strip, strip down Spin around, spin around
Ooh, I love the way
city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein' pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each one of my
And the twelve step program couldn't keep me clean
'Cause I'm the Bullgod, you understand?
The illegitimate son of man
The T-O-P to the D-O-G, or the P
to the Record Lord
Come down...
[Wait a minute why'all wait a minute
Let's get serious for a minute
why'all havin' fun, I'm havin' fun
Everybody
put it to the curb
We was, young and buckwild in the hood havin fun
A van drove by and my boy caught one
My heart poundin, I was chasin the past
I seen
why'know?
I'm a P-F-L, sworn to the P.I.
[Verse One]
I spent so many days with you, so many nights
It's nice, I wanted you to be my only wife
We didn't
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