Lyrics:
ties
Esham the rap god, Trick Trick and Goon Sqwad
Get any nigga in the industry balloon popped
We waited too long
These bitches won't play our songs
something like that
Alright, let's kick this shit on the one, kick it
Back by demand, now it's big as fuck
Because you as the public, you should know
Lake Street
Make sure your speakers don't overheat
Here at Lake we partake in some casual veggery
I'm munchin' on some chicken sammie's
That we got from
we’ve been through this before
I never could find a cure
but that was then this is now
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time
that be talking that shit
They got nothing on this, I've been hot for a bit
I been dropping songs since a kid
Used to rob just to live, had to stop now
to be logical based
Something that is encoded, deep down in our DNA
But not Many-Men, here, ta teach our men today
The ones that's left here, teach'm bout
stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you
stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you
kind of girl friend I need
I just wanna succeed
And what you expect I meet and exceed all based on the chi
Believe
Baba God Blessing no go pass you by
a record deal
I play her song
She plays the field, that girl, that girl
Knock me on the street in the middle of winter
My frostbite heart says, "Try
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No
the trunk
Jimi wit the semi
And a drum gettin busy
You hear that
BOOM BAP
Feel it
Move back
Smell the fumes
CRACK!
Dope fiends in a line
For caffeine
Cocaine
running like a base-head
To standing on the base
No money-man can stand up to the faith
If your not based n truth you get erased
Lord's in heaven that is
capessh
'08 in the trap like a beast
Nextel caught a sell when it beep
Scale hot cuttie pie on reapeat
Ran a Mix right there in the street
Drive thru In
cause time ain't cheap, (cause time ain't cheap, yeah)
A n**** tryna hop on a song, he gotta pay that fee, (gotta pay that fee)
Ayy, a n**** going lose in
Damn Gucci Mane, you so unruly
If I'm standing in ya way, then pussy nigga
Come move me 10-17, yeah that's my movement
Got 10 young killers on the back
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
who's best
Now that you heard thoughts quite absurd
Convince your sis, put in a good word
Your sister's def
At last, an erotic feast
We're slaying
cheap based God
Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know that I'm a fuckin killah
Killah, killah, I'm the fuckin thriller
Everybody know
book in it
With all of the words to the songs that I knew, then
One day it was lost, and I hadn’t the heart
No, I hadn’t the heart for to write
just know that Hell is cheap
There ain't no second chance, you'll go there and weep
You'll see the walking dead, nothing like trick or treat
What ever
street-talk game
So if you ever, let me make this clear
If you ever think that we're stepping out of here
You ever think you're getting up, down, around or in
street-talk game
So if you ever, let me make this clear
If you ever think that we're stepping out of here
You ever think you're getting up, down, around or in
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
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