Unbelievably satisfying, my voice is crying
Time I watch every step, the science is making it happen
Sat down back in the hat
100 dirty bags, rolled up niggas get down dead
Fly shark sweaters, clocks is leather
Dogs can seize us, one thing could flame on one Visa
Few trips here and there, the wolf billionaire
Chilling at the UFC fights with my bands
Black flake nights, maxing the McCormicus schnitz
Itâs just me and one bad hill bitch
Section stands, famous with hammers
Flying out the belief, the pussy bananas
Sure to get bread, fuck it, you a grown dickhead
No swaggin on your own shit pinday
Raisinâ bats in the Lambo, yea put âem together
My niggas Batman and Robin, itâs collateral
Mind detect money, crown bread for the pediment
Real bottle crills, jingle for my SP Letterman
My art of war came from the desert land
Raps are navigate spaceships, bracelets bezzlinâ
Been the spot slider yâall never been
Straight shots, no chase, expressive got champagne elements
Hiroshima Sicily, lacall of the smart bombs
I come to support the guys, swim in my dog pound
My bridge in prosperity
Manipulate Marion Webster, not with the meaning
Unless itâs voluntarily
I never been lazy, fuck that
I go for the Gusko
Iâm nuts so my mother didnât raise me
My father was a donor, all love from my uncle that was a pimp
Passionate bitch, used to get his money for him
Real tyrannosaurus, four door, slidinâ them chuvis up
Kept the kakin camels of these quarteroids
Maily mail palm of this crop
Real talk, these were the days that niggas used to be on the block
Now itâs a new breed, true indeed
The times is flipped
We in them newer things
Coolinâ with these crackers with chips
And what the fuck am I supposed to do?
You know what? Just let that shit breathe for a minute
Niggas want me on the track last and shit
Half the niggas been killed, everybodyâs looking like Jones Town and shit
Just think about it for a minute
Thatâs real hip-hop, real spitters and shit
All I can do is look pretty
I be in places where the crack is when they hang a nigga
But their wife and sisters thought his mama wanna bang a nigga
Wet hoes, crib full of bunnies like the kak stores
Late nightâs dimension off the cold water hanginâ
Lampinâ, dackery, stacks of weed
Where bad bitches nigga ass like you wouldnât believe
I swear to God Iâve seen that bitch in K Slayâs magazine
Flippin strippin sippin skinny dippin on a whim
Yea we fuckinâ in the pool, like Paul Adam donât swim
Stay vicious my witness, you know how we get down
But enough with the semantics, the high life and tantrics
If love is war then Iâm a helpless romantic
The constant clans, think I heard niggas be talkinâ shit
So like that throw hitchinâ hop in the van quick
Like youâre too inspired, to the street rules applied
A real nigga til I die, filled with formaldehyde
You rap niggas garbage, B force perpetrate
Iâm on that freak shit, still bring the purple tape
Incarcerated scarfaces, verbal intercourse
If you ainât touchinâ that it donât belong in the fuckinâ source
Blazes of ice, get it nice, nigga full price
Jems on the linge, niggas lookin like the northern lights
You dumb rap niggas got this shit all wrong
Heâs tryna floss with them semiprecious stones
Message: Iâm just sayinâ nigga
You ever seen the british world jewels? The crown nigga?
Ainât no diamonds in that shit nigga
Itâs rubies and emeralds nigga
Get out your science books
Stop wastinâ all that fuckinâ money on shit that ainât worth nothinâ
Class dismissed! Go to your room!
- :
- The Preformation
- The Layover
- Miscellaneous
- The Confessional (Mixtape)
- The Shawshank Redemption: Angola 3
- Nigger Noize (Mixtape)
- "TEAM America - F**k Yeah - Special Forces"
- Who I Gotta Kill
- The Pope Mobile
- N*gger Noize
- Pope Mobile
- Nigger Noize
- EA Sports Soundtrax, Vol. 1
- EA Soundtrax, Vol. 2
- EA Sports Soundtrax, Vol. 1 (Original Soundtrack)