Lyrics:
Watch how I spit it, watch how i get it, lil broke boy with a Honda Civic
Stretch came through went and shot ya'll fitted, turn ya lil crib into Chi-Town
found out that they
Names got read off
Cause the police had to take Hempstead off
Didn't matter though cause the
Lawyers got Ted off
With too much
to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine,
to represent me (say what?)
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me
Whose world is this?
The world is yours, the world is yours
It's mine, it's mine,
we hunched
I was 'sposed to pull it out and put it on her butt
What the fuck
When I spit I make you say what the fuck
Like a bitch who didn't expect
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Park, it's dark, it's winter in December
I see my target, put my car in park, and approach a tender
Young girl by the name of Brenda, and I pretend
though
To spit over tracks and get cream like a casino
Sell out every show around the globe from here to Reno
Dirty Dizzle's sick with it yo they yelling
type shit
I canceled her, kick her out the stu' type shit
A silent hitter, I just keep it cool with you bitches
A solid nigga, countin' dog food type
shit, yeah, yeah, uhh
What we spit Jay? (Throw it down nigga)
HOT SHIT, uh, yeah, uh, c'mon, yeah (Keep it goin')
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT..
HOT SHIT..
to spit that, HOT SHIT
Huh.. whoo! Yeah..
Turn it down nigga, HOT SHIT
Yeah.. (oooh)
Messenger in the Metropolis; +Apocalypse+ here and +Now+
Niggaz know
to me cause you know how it goes
Pussy died the first time, that 9 lives a hoax
Nigga got that red dot like he from Tokyo
This shit aint' no Ted Talk,
the whole game is adulterated
They will chew for a minute, spit you out then strip you naked
Once you in make you make the kinda music that you once hated
It
shit I can't get out of
Why am I liking it so much then?
I find myself unable to do shit
It's like I'm acquired by paranormal spirits
Meanwhile I'll be
Call it slowing down my drinking
Came into this world a little angel, but I'm going out a demon
These are bars I would've spit when I was snorting
Like when your smoking cigarettes
It’s emotions that’s inside
An I’m gon spit til my last breathe
It’s the rhythm and poetry
A feeling that I
Ayyyee
Uhh, Heyyyeeehh Heyyyeehhh
Ima be the best be the best to do it
Don't give a fuck they talking bout I spit it wit the fluid
See young moving
[Incomprehensible] back alleys burnin' backwoods in Danelis
Or he probably wit Kweli, out in BK, we make it easy for the Djs
Like instant replays, conversation by
Ya Ted
Nero Brain
Cash out…!
Its my Thanksgiving Melody
(Melody)
Ya…
Ya…
I work work work
I work…
Pretty much of work
And I vibe,
Am giving thanks
the whale
Only gettin' as far as he can spit me
So spit me out
Stand in front of the audience but I can't speak
It's like I'm quarantined
It's like I'm
shop just for you to get got
By my interpretation of this real Hip Hop, come on
I tried to tell you I was tight with my spit game
I tried to tell you I
and
Wu Tang Forever came out
Wrote out the lyrics in my english book
Both discs including the skit's
Not a coincidence I spit like this
Craft I have
Look, it's ya girl Nicki Maraj
My nigga Ru Spit's getcha (Gs up)
Where my niggas that's gettin' they Gs up?
(Gs up)
In the back and you rollin' your
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
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