A forty and a blunt, that's all she really wants.
Look past the garbage over the trains, Under the ruins through the remains, Around the crime and pollution, And tell me where I fit in?..
I wanna lie to you sometimes...but I can't. I wanna tell you that it's all good...but it ain't.
Uh oh, it's beer o'clock, I think I'm sober. How about we think this over, over a can of King Cobra?
I been to many malls from state to state,But I've never been in, say, one this great.I hate to say, about the other shopping centers that's left,But the Albee Square Mall is the doo-doo-def!
Every time the ball drop on New Year's Eve, We toast to more money, we smoke to more cheese.
Mental energy from within keeps me higher, Than anything rolled and set on fire
A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also Cameo afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo, Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho...tel, To get a good night's sleep, I'm keeping in step. Now do I come off? Yep.
Linguine linguistics that left my verbal essence saucy, Send a message, leave you sleepin' next to headless horsey.
Do some good to the ghetto, Mr. Kris Kringle. Come and stay awhile, kick it with God's Angels. Take and acknowledge my wisdom and understand That Santa Claus is a black man.
See, you're out your mind tryin' to face tha God. Your rhyme is like an empty prison...a waste of bars.
Our freedom of speech is freedom or death, We got to fight the powers that be!
I stay dipped like the first day of school.
I don't see the world as you see it. I see it as a game, and my aim is to complete it. What you live for is what you die for: To make a little name, grab some fame and the high score.
Spit fire from my hammer like I wasn't God's child.
And when it comes to gettin nookie, I'm not a rookie... I got girls that make that chick Toni Braxton look like Whoopi.
If I should fall asleep and death takes me away, Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay.
It's kinda hard bein humble in the belly of the struggle, Doin things that probably get you in trouble.
Dallas Mavericks want me as a bald-headed 5' 8" guard with a 95" vertical. Vince Carter respect my legs, ask Shawn Kemp.
Homicide central, East New York, Where the manic-depressive psycho murderers stalk
They smile in my face, behind my back they talk trash, Mad and stuff because they don't have cash.
I leave scientists mentally scarred, Triple Extra Large, Wild like rock stars who smash guitars.
Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless, Feels like a midget is hangin from my necklace!
Your white tee, well to me, looks like a nightgown; Make your mama proud, take that thing two sizes down.
My radio, believe me, I like it loud, I'm the man with a box that can rock the crowd. Walkin' down the street, to the hardcore beat While my JVC vibrates the concrete.
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