Lyrics:
[Chorus] - 2X
[Roy Jones Jr.]
Yo
I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on)
Call another chick over, kick the other chick out
Dear Tom, I wanted to put this out there but scrapped it so many times
Tried to remix Dear Rappers but 'cided no, first song I discovered was
I Hate
Hey!
I got them bricks for the high and the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block til the sun go down
I got houses in different continents
you magic the pain away
Huh? course not that's how life goes, jus like living on a tightrope, it goes clink clink Another drink, like the song by Spike
and praise to the Gods of this
Shout to the golden age of hip-hop and the name of this song is
EPMD, we back in business
I visualize what is it, not what
isn't an insult and a deed that I could never be insulted by Him, adding a well placed
And accredited quotation by Tom Waits in French no less, much
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
I come from Memphis stuck off in the trenches, im dodging the shakers jumping over fences.
I sin on the daily praying for forgiveness, do dirt by
owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
that
Although I couldn't coordinate my
Fingers with my
Thumb to produce the correct tremolo pattern
I knew the chords I knew them
Very, very well by this
So I can tell myself when I'm full of doubt
That my songs bought this house
I'm not trying to pad some stranger's wallet
I'd rather acquire assets
wanna join Davy Jones twenty thousand leagues under the sea
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even roll my
toms
Stop jocking this fashion you might blow yo funds
In the trap house with the thugs and the killas
Got the black pent house with the counter in
tonight
Overnight superstar, the spotlight
Eating dinner next to Tom Cruise
Getting props from Trackmasters to Ja Rule
In between some bomb fool
Baby momma
the flow of the line
On a journey, of an old world
Where no trains have passed
Since the old days
And in this place
I can be Tom Sawyer or Steve McQueen
Fuckin' doin' it
This song is called Eviction Notice, it's a 2-parter
It's about how drugs are the gateway to fun and flat laugh lines
There's
it's down with everything that's up
Down with books by stopserwevski
Down with boris tom sherevski
Down with polsak down with volla
Down with
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
On the floor, ladies shake that ass
Shake that, shake that ass, work it, twerk it, drop it fast
Fellas, whip your dick out, whip, whip your dick out
Indiana Jones
it in the song
So do everything that we say
Have a motherfuckin' baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be
Verse
Meet Kentuckiana jones
Mr bad to the bone
Ain’t you happy I’m home
I happily roamed
With Nappy it’s known
We’re taking every city by storm
Im
I'm fuckin' wit em
I got them bricks 4 the high
And the purp by the pound
I'm posted on the block till the sun go down, down
I got houses in
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