you only out tryin to go to school and tryna go to school and pay bills is hard to do I see you fool so go on and do ya thing but when you tired of showin
was for Rapunzel I gets twisted like a pretzel these rappers cryin' the blues 'Cuz I make this shit look crazier than tyin' my shoes People ask me do I write rhymes, I tell 'em I
' Where dudes, what's your new mission We bust it up he cold frontin' I know this nigga wanna hold somethin' I know grams upstairs preppin' for church
I'm on my own, no hoes, no ends I been smillin' but I can't innovate I feel that hurt but I can't explain it I have been around with a player or two and
whopties bust ground (all) and I hold it down the minute the homie touch down (salute) Stepping up the scifer when the loose gets bust down I don't like
medal tight Lookin' for a better life For the family, for if I'm rich you rich And that shit's a guarantee, for the best of life For if I ride you ride
your feet I talk reckless, I really want the coke and the money But I'll settle for your necklace, D Block, two guns up Everywhere we go, people wanna
I start thinkin 'bout al Ricardi coverin my body At the rink when I wow I bag a hotty or two This but a shotty for you I got more bodies than drew I drink
go to school and be a scholar, but school ain't for me So don't even go there, I'm comin out of nowhere, to go where probably in about seven years, I
drink Miller I like Heineken, it's sort of like my vitamin I gotta rhyme, because I got a big mouth Where I come from, what, what I side with the Southside
I flush the dime and I'm not a Leader cause I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme If I kick with Rakim, you +Run For Cover+ brother But I kick it with Petey cause
long for me to hit the top Ask Nuck, I don't back down from shit I was small as a bitch I ain't back down from wick I slung eye with every time grinding
on Sunday I, I see some hoes in her And I, I see some hoes in her I, I see some hoes in her And I, I see some hoes in her I, I see some hoes in her
go to school and be a scholar, but school ain't for me So don't even go there, I'm comin out of nowhere, to go where Probably in about seven years, I
here comes that Funkadelic I come wetter than Purple Rain, I bust brains, the funk Doctor Spock, got the glock, now I'm smokin out your sess spot I rock
That was last album when I was bouncin on trains like Malcolm I was hiiiiigh, I thought I wouldn't survive That's why I quit my nine to five and
funk I wants to get funked up Make my funk, the P funk I wants to get funked up I'm back with the funk, chump You want funk, how many lumps? I got spunk I
, where the weed at, bitch? I speed backwards down a one-way from cops, see that shit? Believe that shit, slaughter, straight to camcorder I'm 'Too Hot for