Lyrics:
Starts with a K
And ends with a A
Starts with a K and ends with a A
You should know who you are
Cause I was to blame
Stay outta my game cause I don't
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
Who is this I see sneaking up on me
Maybe its the man came here to change my plans
Conspiracies are really theories
Made up by a master of plans
forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle man
Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge
forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle man
Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge
forget K-Fed, let's cut off the middle man
Forget him or you're gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won't be for the Ritalin binge
up, " Nicki says
Standing up to count the votes
No one moves "All in favor of ‘All Eyes on
You'?" She is persuasive
Making hip-hop work in the pop world
And you ain't gotta empty ya pockets when the K's out
Whatever you holdin' is mine you my Paypal
See I don't get how this guy is a treat
I'll make his
yo' time, come face the truth
In the middle of the desert nigga lace your boots
As a youth, hundred proof, tap my chest is a dead rest
You studio
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
they gave up
Puttin' them to rest, nah they won't ever wake up
They will never ever ever make it 'cause they gave up
It's curtains for you wack bros
peepin through the ozone
I like to chill out, hang out
cause I'm cool, you know Big Ed is in the mix with the fix
fool, I seen niggas shakin ivory, hoes
on
You should fucking get on
You should fucking
Go and get your bag know the rest is in the plan
So don’t tolerate the lag no don’t put up with no nag hoe
my nigga, let me ask this question
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit the fan (one two, one two)
Uh when shit hit the fan,
KRS One is down with us
He's a blunt getting smoked and he can't wake up
K-U-S-H keeps us so high
The K-U-S-H keeps us so high
The more I smoke,
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
the encore
If I send em thru ya door
You got blades in your Achilles
Pussio
What the f**k you yelling for
This is hostel part four
It's the remake of saw
This
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
Will Agree
I'm Comin' Up And I Got a Step Above The Rest
Cause I'm Using The Ladder They Call Success
You Say 1-2-3-4-5-6-7
Rap Like Hell And Make It
yo' ass up
You know where we comin' from
Death Row! BIATCH! Ha ha hahaha!
A yo, Kurupt, you first to blast, nigga
And you know how we do it
a blade or a gun I'm trouble
Need is a beat and an old rusty shovel
Bury these wack ass niggas, six feet
All you deadbeat rappers may you rest in peace
crown on straight now
This shit 24k now
Yeah
Uh I'm still at the top of the building
But I see you niggas is still at the bottom acting like you not in
Target practice baby. Only thing is I'm not the shooter, I'm the bullet, BIAATCH!!!
G'd up from the feet up.
A-be-see D-E-F
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I'm
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