A Day in the Life

Aiyo, slipperly slurp slip, nigga, churped off, two sniffs of cocaine This motherfucker broke the glass in my whip Tryna dip, on this twenty dollar bill I had on my dashboard And police is asking me son, why I whoop his ass for Save y'all two hours of paperwork, my neighbor lurk Watchdog, chew ass out, son, and put in major work We collect antique ammunition's, and plus We got them big guns, you only see in science fictions My Uncle Cuffie's the chief, but my little, knucklehead Cousin Mar', yeah, son, is a thief And we gave him a job, making three hundred a week But he slipped on my piece, now he's back in the streets [Chorus] How many times have you let your tongue go slip From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips I never heard such nerve before But you better spill slowly through the cracks of my pores Just to please you honey, just to please you honey And how many times have you let your tongue go slip From the grin in your teeth and the cracks of your lips A.G. is King like Tutankhamen or Haile Selassie Body the party, watchin' for niggas tryin' to Pac me Or Biggie Smalls me, come on, please With these gemstars, I'm Jason Vorhees A's loose, so much pain inflicted, remain addicted Carry microphones, with the Passion of Je-sus It's Flamboyant for life, nigga, throw those L's up Ain't millionaires, by this year, then catch us in 12 months Now who's fuckin' with Andre? A beast on the east, love on the west, ask Kanye Still Diggin' motherfucker, it's that plain and simple G.D. til' my heart beat,discontinue On the ave., til every soul in the ghetto is gone Where niggaz sell more rock than heavy metal songs Anything you want to know, then read E2K Fuck with A, and get broke up like B2K, cause [Chorus] Aiyo, aiyo, 'cause I'm the piece, the magnetic, I'm not the weak and pathetic Sometimes, inside my rhymes, you hear words that perfected Master your Hung Gar, five animal form Kung Fu Thunder the Barbarian sword, being swung Wu-Tang, invincible blade, thrust to parry Up the Temple steps, much water got carried In this industrious world, meet the illustrious Uncombustional, give props like Doctor Huxtable Knew many men, only trust a few Women, love the few, mention Wu-Wear linen, rugged blue God-you's, I tuck a few, known to smash out a club or two And represent the worldwide W [Chorus] Oh, oh, your veins, may call, in sweat, for blood Your veins, may call, in sweat, for blood Your veins, may call, in sweat, for blood Feed you the flesh of men, so you can see end again Yeah, yeah