Lyrics:
it's absolutely stupid to spend your time doing things you don't like
And to teach our children to follow in the same track
See, what we are doing, is
best step back 'cause I'mma kill, I'ma kill
So, what you thinking, Mr. Raggedy man?
Doing all you can to look like Raggedy Ann
Check you out, punk,
best step back 'cause I'mma kill, I'ma kill
So, what you thinking, Mr. Raggedy man?
Doing all you can to look like Raggedy Ann
Check you out, punk,
smoking gas to elevate
Say hi to God while I'm passing by heaven's gate
Appreciate what I'm making here
What I'm doing in weeks people fake in years
You
smack
What you gonna do
What you gonna do
Baby
Kick your ass up
And like 15
Minutes
Minutes
Doing skipper
And uh
I'm tryna hit it
And I think
I think
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
It's mansions and fifty inch windows
Marble floors, tailor made suits
Lex Luthor, Ferraris, windows be bulletproof
Me work a nine to five, fool I like
your dial on 187
Now, some new music by some
Homeboys out of South Central here's ATL
And they called this one livin' like hustlers
Let me start it off,
throwing P's
While you stand with me
P-Town, charged up like batteries
Mo fuckers is So down
It's an understatement to gravity
Pour two shots for loss
keep me in doubt
But, I think that you're out doing
What I'm here doing without
I don't know how long that I can put up
With what you're putting me
"I’d like a playback" I don’t even say that
Like may you please? Yes I can
Get the butter cause I’m nuts with the jam
Damn
Yo, let’s get the money
Like
kill me, it gets deep nigga
So if you ask what I'm doing
I'm tryna duck the influence of my city that's blue-and, real talk, and
This is why they
where the cowards don’t go
You ain’t never met an emcee like me before no no no
What you doing at the bottom hanging out with the rocks?
Slanging
there are
Different little montage clips that
You make up in your mind
Like what a day in the
Life would be like once you're a fully grown
Whatever
a hand grenade
Let me tell you what it's all about
Tears are just emotional fall out
Johnny's so in love
Johnny's so in love with the boss's woman
Johnny
Spittin' like a lake in hell
But bitches like my God
Plus niggas flicking lenses on
Me like a tripod
'Cuz they know there's only one eye
Like cyclops
You
cap they call penis and
Yo, with that, I can break fools
Especially when the posse is thick and got tools
Make me feel good 'cause they got steel
No
poppin'
" Just remember, last year this time
We were in a fucking cage, okay?
You remember i like to forget that
I say be happy with what you got
You be
and my feet in good...
Dirt Devils were crowding my head
With lies they spread
They'd convinced me of what fools know isn't true
Quick as an Outkast
I doing?"
I didn't wanna tell you that
I thought you had sense enough to realize what you're doing, but I see you don't
Sit down and listen to me, No,
Of doing my clothing and I, I
Want to learn about furniture
" and you know what they told me when I was
In Paris? You know when the
W Magazine writer came
they going for
Frank: What the hell are you
Doing in my house
If you hate me so much! Why the
Hell are you married to me? What the hell
Are you doing
fucking with my name yet like they celibate
Sleeping on me shows you're unintelligent
Confuse me for someone that ain't gonna get it done
And you gonna
act a fool
Right now, right now, right now
Right now, right now, right now
Right now
Aye don't make me act a fool
They like why you have to get her
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