Lyrics:
to like smoking with homies
But now I prefer getting high by myself, I don't know
Why I be like this, ay, when did I grow
So fucking violent, I lost control
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
on and said; "I've seen it, high up on the hill
If it doesn't fall this year then very soon it will!"
Crazy boy
Everybody knows the rock leans over the town
and I went OK
On a Monday morning, you decided to vex
By saying u moved on, and you used your ex
As a crutch to heal, you loved it I bet
You added more
world shrunk's
When i feel punk
PUNK
People under no king
People under no rule
We live by design 'till we sign a sign to grasp
In my veins reins insane
matter
I'll never forget what you did to me pest
You lied being upset over a meaningless text
You took it too far, by lacking context
Neurotic and daft
a hook
Bought a rap starter pack but I forgot to read the book
Be a sook, because you got ignored on my last song
You must be daft, 'cause you're more
(Fuckin' punk, pussy bitch)
Ja, quit playin', knock it off, you're not 2Pac (I'll fuck you up, boy)
Don't hate me, I'm too hot and you're not (never)
Dastardly a bastard
Drastically attracted to the casper
Classically I'm acting daft at all the flatter
But that ain't even half of what I'm after
the Syndicate's throwin that crazy dick
Punk motherfuckers run up
You'll get done up
We'll have your ass gunned up
Before sun-up
So what's the color I'm raggin?
fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
in a world far away
Getting everything I want and more
Than I could start to say
But I've
Been by myself stuck inside
cnd I
Feel like I'm gonna lose
tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonous pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
Cause I provide
and try to punk
'Cause I'm a hit you in the face with it
I got a posse of crews to serve blues if you fuck with it
Yo, the Prode'je spoke and choke
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
in the full moonlight
M.I.T. punks dying left and right
There's nowhere to run, don't even try
'cause all my shootin's be drive-bys
[Chorus]
Whoo Yeaah Haha EMIN come on
Guy listen up when I bang the scene hey
The haters wanna see how the fakers gonna beat
By me E to the N B to the Y
Ya
3/1/2020
"Punk Piano Man"
Verse 1:
I tore myself apart
So, I let my guard down
I took the drugs
You gave me
In hopes it would
Turn my life around
'm coming straight outta Cockton lo, mein!
Straight outta Compton
Another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my dick gets bigger
I'm a sad motherfucker,
O-to-the-mothefuckin'-g, I break crazy
A lot of niggas hate me but they can't fade me
Stop me, clock me, cops wanna Glock me
But the punk motherfucking pigs can't stop me
work: Delayed! Hindered by the block in my path
While I listen to the pros and wish that I could manage half
Of any quarter of a thing I said I'd do in
to bang the fours
Catch you by your Range door
Pistol spank your whore
Strip, change some more
You up in the crib with the
Bitch slippin' your brains galore
'm down by law and I know my way around
On 42nd Street, lookin' for some action
Women standing on the corner selling satisfaction
One young punk just
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