Lyrics:
bag
Hold the mic and it's the only time you make a girl gag
Cutting you off like twos on a fag
Now there's no need to brag
About that dirty little
has landed
Wave so big sink 2 Titanics
Where the Mayflower left my decedents
Along that coast, got a line of Gz
Who pack that steel, like the Middle
of leaving you stayed
You quick to understand I can vent to you my problems
Im like a patient that need assistance I can call you my doctor
Lil momma mine for
to pumping
They know a nigga dumping
You dred like a rasta when I lock like a terrier
Mack 10 the nigga with the heat that I'll berry ya
[Ice Cube]
Oh
look so good
Talkin' about the female species
No matter what, like D Mack, call me cousin
All over the world, there's girls by the dozens (yea yea)
I picked up the paper and I read the news
The headline it read so clear
Rising temperatures gonna take their toll
I don't think that we can take it
Lose all my friends
Need that love from others
Cause I can't love myself
I can't love myself
Look around the world
All I wanted was to be
Part of them
healing
Out here it's like I'm someone else
I thought that maybe I could find myself
If I could just come in I swear I'll leave
Won't take nothing but
a world that's going crazy
Everyone's still having babies
It takes more than that to phase me
Cuz you know I'm already crazy
You fit the profile like
don't like em pushy
Like my life real cushy
Like to travel round the world eating fruit and sushi
got that Düsse in my cup
That's why I don't give a fuck
wit that
So ya'll ain't messin' wit this
Lookin' like that time by the Gucci
On my wrist that I
Attack this mother fuckin' microphone
With no mercy drop
mouth 'til the album drop (why's that?)
TrackBoy beat like a freak, work a king on the block
I'm seventeen, name ain't same on the block
And beat
to take away this suspicion that I know clouds your world at times
By giving you some faith to hold on to honey whenever your hand is not in mine
Happy
a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
It feel
to take away this suspicion that I know clouds your world at times
By giving you some faith to hold on to honey whenever your hand is not in mine
Happy
Not teaching em shit by living like that
No skills to use when gettin released
So unfortunately all them niggas coming back
So we gotta change and they
like Dr. Spock
Take a walk on the ship
No I'm in bed sweating and shit
I want to bet on nonbelievers that I've been to the outer limits
But to them
I mean, yeah I like to do a doggy style
And suck cock and all that you know?
I mean I usually just tell 'em
Pull that muthafucka out and let me see
hallways
Holding on me like a steering wheel
Vision is blurred by a crystal haze
Saying I'm nervous, but you get real
You say, stop the stories, cut
me
Go hard by any means if don't nobody ball but me
I been getting no sleep cuz that
Check been callin me
I done went up on them
Racks
I use to be
just can't spare
Hold up everybody, put it all on ice
Gotta feeling on the mic that's twice as nice
Gotta cope with the dope by cutting soap
So
Six foot six he stood on the ground
Weighed two hundred and thirty-five pounds
But I saw that giant of a man brought down
To his knees by love
eleven years old
I always had that dream like my daddy before me
So I started writing songs, I started writing stories
Something about that glory just
the weight of the world
'Cause it's floating round in the universe
Just swing it like it's tied by a string that you hold
And let it go
We could dig
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