Lyrics:
a know that I slang, that I-see-E
And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames
Like V-90, Master P, Boz, and Big Man
My little homies posted up
places round my neck
Bathed by the sunshine and the seas of pearls
Fanned by tanned skinned beautiful girls
A twitch of a grass skirt caught my eye
I said
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
Ima fiend
Yeah she got me by the balls yes indeed
She got me crawling , ima dog , ima beast
Ima woof woof , bite you when I see yuh
Ima tear that
ghetto fame
The homie got popped six times needs surgery
Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me
I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay
He's
The head banger
Verse One: Parrish Smith
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
as I chill and bust grills you take snapshots
Foot into my crep
Big emcee by the end of the prep
Big emcee by the end of the sequel
Big emcee by the end of the set
I don't mess with them man
Them
to die
So you just dry your tears and just fly high
And hopefully while your high you can find your why
Saying RI.P, shit I’m still alive
You said I
With A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun
(WE LIVE BY THE GUN, WE DIE BY THE GUN)
Get Into It With A Nigga Gotta Tote My Gun,
It's plain to see, you can't change
entrancing,
but the dancing was a lamentable mess!"
FIRMIN
"Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder:
my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by
the past
My heart ain't broken
It's shattered like some glass
Oh how the time goes
Going by too fast
Walking with my heavy heart
Cuz of my past
Gave her my
pen', P
This is my slot, rookie
Your snot box get rocked over Hydrox cookies
Slapbox niggas
Free can of soda with the snack box, nigga
The rest I
The head banger
Verse One: Parrish Smith
Ka rank the boombox as my sound knock from blocks
as I chill and bust grills you take snapshots
away
I'm forever P all I know is stay eating and I stay feed plates
If you want to you can meet me by the lake
I just marched some bands finna pop my
Welcome to the ghetto
Livin' day by day in my hood on the spot
See the same old things:same dope fiends cops
Just an average day in the streets
and wonder what I signed for
Oh now you hatin' D.T.P., 'cause we got the game sowed
Bottom line you gotta problem, tell it to my 9 hoe
Fuck ya boy, hit
and a half to a whole brick
Nigga ain't in his right mind goin' against me
My pictures painted the words, I make a blind man see (woo)
Scream, "Murder" (I
slapped by his sister
And that's probably gon' kill they mama
So I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I'm sorry Ms. Houston, sissy
Might shed a tear but ain't no sissy
correct
Cause it's a shame
To boost your fame with the same
Ill shit drama
As you reach for the mainstream
See Imma get paid for my blood, sweat and tears
tomorrow isn't Promised the Lord can call you any Day
You need to get ya heart right
If you wanna be saved"
Tears rolling down my face while I
Pray by ya
would it matter (why)
Spend my life climbing
Up an endless ladder (endless)
Just to be bit by
Every rat and adder
Build a glass house
Just to watch
the dibbin' and dabbin' shit
I make it happen, you got your ass caught
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
Or the M.P., what if you see, then I
the dibbin' and dabbin' shit
I make it happen, you got your ass caught
All you saw was fire, from the Honda Passport
Or the M.P., what if you see, then I
that's quick to bust
P.N.C. take it back to the dust
Now I got fo' eyes to watch my back
Plus my own two make it a full six-pack
Now we bring
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