yo turkeyass in the buldin let me spit, yo
Im a sarcastic bastard, who likes,
gettin high, and being plastered,
fuck it all, im a natural disaster, it dont even matter,
Fuck you too, ill put two in ya bladder,
throwing rocks at ya glass house,
ya windows will get shattered,
think you got dawgs, mouse,
you gonna need to bark louder,
My rhymes'll turn your brain into a bowl of clam chowder,
now listen ill catch ya on the hook like a flounder
HOOK:
i hustle everyday, so stay the fuck out my way
we got ears in the street, so better watch what you say
livin in the hood, the ghetto where ii used to play,
but still i stay, where the macks spray and the bodies still lay ,
hope to make it out on my feet, hope will find a way,
turn my rags to riches and make it big one day!
Livin the life, already paid the price,
stay flashin in the spot light,platinum,gold and ice
look out for Godson, call me Jesus Christ,
nigga if you had one, this just wouldnt be your night
this woulnd be your fight, |
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