Lyrics:
with the mayo in yo face
Battle ain't done till the moment I say so
Befin till we boxing announcer yells KO
Jack, Regione
Eating ravioli, and you Think
the biggest part of your ass
into the narrow side, I'm that case you place, nigga
Tie yo' bitch, to the shitter nigga, throw yo' stinkin ass
by the liver nigga,
a nigga bitch and now he on the gram sick as fuck
Boy that been yo bitch for year took a day for me to buss
If my brotha call my phone then you know I'm
was as real as me,
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin money ain't shit to me
Cause it's in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I
was as real as me,
You would never let another nigga step in yo yard
Makin money ain't shit to me
Cause it's in my veins and it gets to my heart
So I
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin
chair
At anyone close or near me, tryin' to approach me physically
'Cause he don't spit lyrically
And he knows that my flow's so sick, his ho's on my
Mind yo business, get with this
Can I get a witness, so that everyone know that
I really be spitting some sick shit
I spit a sixteen so immaculate
clown come so sick and dark
But they didn't know they'd see the N9ne on 106 & Park
I'm kixin it and the foes can not stop
No hoes can cock block it
My
where the lights don't shine
But with the pistol, and this chrome, watch yo' ass get blind
by these youngster that I hang with, I mean these niggaz I
(He's a bully at school) , My nigga tell SCAB
(Axis Gas, yo switch that shit up)
I hate wasting bars so I down that up (I down it)
You got a problem?,
(tell 'em)
I'm sick of y'all fake Timbaland beat bitin', you know what I'm sayin'
I'ma bring it to y'all like this
By all means necessary
You might
Yo yo yo
They want that hot shit
I am Born with more drip
Then the tropics
A Prophet telling my Premonitions poetically
You Not Sick huh
Well why you
gon' go on vacation
Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath
Cop cars by
and I ain't even Islamic
So sick, whenever I vomit just throw me a mill or 2
And that oughta settle my stomach
Bout some money he done it, call me Mr.
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house [yeah do it do it]
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
for real yo I flow ill
Never running out of bars
I no be Micheal Scofield
And everybody just they hail o
So sick with the hook I suggest you Laylow
They got popped, by the hip-hop rock that I concoct
I'm so nice yo, flowing with the maestro
Murdering and hurting MC's because I'm nitro
So I _ you up
I make you splat
Put you on yo back
Yo knees by yo neck
Feel me by yo chest
I'm touching yo heart
That's just a start
I'm just in my
Go up every cut
So I fuck you up
I make you splat
Put you on yo back
Yo knees by yo neck
Feel me by yo chest
I'm touching yo heart
That's just a start
the valley
All by herself, goin' on the ho stroll
Comin' back home late night with the bankroll
You know a bitch like that makes me sick
But I heard that she
you like im God sacrificing like Jesus my son
So passed it so sick of the shit that you yapping
The ship sail on this boat n i gotta be captain
Filling
I'm always in a mood. It's like a mad at the world.
I wake up around noon. I feel so sick I could hurl.
I'm really late for work and all I want is
Uh Adri need to speak a minute
Because I will get worn
I will get broken
I'll get so hung up on the things I haven't spoken
I'll be beside all by
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