Lyrics:
like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few MC's
But so what? I just max like I'm playing the sax
And take the crowd to the climax
Yo, Cool J,
to play b-ball down at the park (park)
Running up the sideline until it got dark (dark)
Outside step over with my right foot
Push off with the outside
that I'm forever scarred
I just pray that by the end I will not lose my heart
All this money it gone fold up
How you family you ain't show love
All that
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
Don't stop
You can get busy in the backseat
You can have it all if fits you just ask me
I like my chick thick and a lil sassy
I hit it out the park
Walking through the park, something Central on my mental
Notepad on my phone, fingers turnin' into pencils
I'm burnin' instrumentals, think the beat
prayer, it's just a thought
I'm wanting to send
'Round here, we bend but don't break
Down here, we all understand
When you can't do what you do
You do
found my slice of heaven/ everyday unforgiven/ i ask it for nothing/ Emotions
i get emotional on instrumental/yea/ thats my forte/ i opened up my soul
From the jump
Spit consistent
As my saliva
Viciously kill instrumentals
They victims
When they by him
Additionally,
I withhold a skill
Within this
fucking awe
Call the pigs and I can show you how to set it off
Come on get your friends to pick you off the fucking floor
Talking tough until you're punched
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
Pressure will either break you or that shit will make you stronger[00:07.48]Seebas on the track[00:10.65]Baby Montaigne Instrumentals
Legend has it we them ones, them DUALIS boys they be talking mean
Issa wrap now that I done put LAC DOE on the team
Word to Corbin man these n****s
on they shirt
We ride swangin', chops blades just to break boys off
From South Park to the Southwest and all the way to that north
I'm talking Tidwell
but a big ole bully
Ever run up on little ole me you stupid
I send the word make it harder to breathe
Park right on your curb and just prop up my feet
fighting for your throne
So if you want to keep her
You better park that beat up car
And dance right out on the sidewalk there
Untill she wants you to stop
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park
prayer, it's just a thought
I'm wanting to send
'Round here, we bend but don't break
Down here, we all understand
When you can't do what you do
You do
I’m droppin’
Call it race because I be driving
While your pit stopping
Did 10 songs in 2 days, that’s insane
Did it on the beach and took no breaks
I’m droppin’
Call it race because I be driving
While your pit stopping
Did 10 songs in 2 days, that’s insane
Did it on the beach and took no breaks
back out of the bricks
I broke the brick down into baggies
Over 100k in spittaz
I'm on block until I add it up
I'm tapped in with the hittaz
Ion
and it don't quit, to the muthaf***in'...
Organized Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp and all the n****z
Around the East Point way
College Park is really
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