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matter, nightstick or bring your big trigger
Our nation is protected by some pro-Black niggas!
[Professor X]
Making note of some minors. I'm not talking
(Common back, oh back)
(Ohhh)
Since you've been gone
Been dreaming of you
You spin my head around, around the
World is so grey
'Out you by my side
see when I get home,
it’s you.
Hook:
Bridge:
“Give You What’cha Want” Written by Troy Harrington, Brian Thomas and Emmanuel Duncan
2015 Brian Thomas,
Lyrically incredible rebels
Trying not to get too biblical
But I brought a shovel
To bury you wack individuals
So papi
You copy
Because
This whole country
Is
cuz I know I can’t make a living off of retail
Pay attention to detail sally sells seashells by the sea shore you see horse
I want to be more than my
knowledge
for niggaz that's full of flodgin
Its guaranteed to get fucked up
by them real mobsters killa killa killa
Whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
the hood's got love but we still get robbed, often by our own men
Now I got five point two, son I only trust you, bring it with your two friends
But if one by
at each other
Got to see whatcha wearing, whatcha got
Whatcha sharing , hanging out
Waiting for something to happen
As the day world goes by
Night
on rough poetry
With formality, with no sympathy
I'm on the MC killer streak
Like John Wayne Gacy with the funk
Which is essentional with my recipe
And I'm
moving little by little
Whatcha know bout being stuck in the middle
My mind plays games, my life is a riddle
Yes I’m being real now would I kid you
I did
Violent J Violent J is that you?
I'm on the microphone so what'cha want to do?
Violent J Violent J is that you?
A wicked wicked clown painted
Violent J Violent J is that you?
I'm on the microphone so what'cha want to do?
Violent J Violent J is that you?
A wicked wicked clown
this Fiend I'm a surviving soldier
You could tell by my breed or my feed 'cause if I bleed
Its a color fatigues see my greed keep me hungry
I'm
a hoe at my store
There a hoe in my shed
So whatcha wanna be
Whatcha wanna be
Whatcha wanna see
What whatcha wanna see
15 topless bitches climbing
Up
at bikinis goin by in a|bass boat||Life is good and only gettin better|I got no worries livin free as a feather|My guitar floats, back porch is my boat|Just
at my lowest
And you won't be there when I fly high
I do this for them, my only gem
I don't want to see my people cry
I might get hit
I know I can handle
ruff ruff ruff
All over the world you gotta take that trip
And then you never thought you'd see the day you'd act like this
Your rep is getting bigger
Bad boys, whatcha want
Whatcha want
Whatcha gonna do
When Sheriff John Brown come for you
(Bad Boy)
45 on my hip (aye)
Just Might let that bitch rip
tori
Then laugh at me! (sup, bitch)
If you take my advice, you'll get killed by what'cha don't know
But inside, I'm kinda nervous and I don't know what
with a rig
I could act a porno out or punch the back of a kid
Or a kid in the back
Yo bitch is a nag
I got this bitch in a bag
Waterboard your mom with
Only thin' I need is dee jay to play my jam
Everybody get up and get down (get down)
C'mon now everybody, everybody get up, get up
Everybody get
you something
I'm not looking for no player shit
Not when everybody's trying to get with this
You see, I don't need you here just to get a hit
I'm
Is it that time when you bullied me, huh?
I got a vision where I don't wanna listen
Take it back when I see the jealousy build
Say it to my face
Leave
If you got a dream gotta go for it whatcha gonna show for it
Might not get no dough for it might just die a Poor poet
If you got a dream gotta go for
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