be another freed from the disease ocean sky and fire rage they give you what you need lives on paper separate the ink from all the blood shame on you
be another freed from the disease ocean sky and fire rage they give you what you need lives on paper separate the ink from all the blood shame on
Verse one: Magnificent rhymer, Ill beat designer If they ask you if I'm def. Don't front and say kinda Merciless. Meticulous. So fresh it's rediculous
the water's up good and high We'll just wait 'til it's good n' late So there ain't nobody passin' by I'll call my cousin He'll pick us up an' take us
told ya girl, I understand Ain't gon' be trippin' on no other man, girl You be actin' like we all up in love and baby I be knowin' we ain't all up in
go and get high wit me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!) Face and body front and back, don't
this about cleaning up house, my own backyard Famous home of rap stars well known be getting robbed P how many times natures shamed that Jungle was busting
I crash whips and leave it no matter the price As long as I survive, coppin' the five Circle the block where the beef's at And park in front of my enemy
Yeah and I set up and tore down this stage with my own two hands We've travel this land packed tight in mini vans And all this for the fans, girls, money
I'm the cash cow front man of o.v.o. I am not doin features now no means no And the hate starts building the more we grow Damn shame am I overexpressin
-a-Roni, the San Francisco treat. But that's not all! You also made yourself look like a jerk in front of millions of people! And you brought shame
in front of me And when we're over I know you gonna leave Yes it's hard for me to believe This could be the last time we do it Open up your smile and
look so strange, the plague I gots to get myself up out the frame Try to maintain the same game flipping 10 and flame Jane A damn shame, people gots
D's that won't snitch For the murderers that won't miss For the hustlers that'll front bricks For the hood rats that want chips For the stick-up kids
, sit in front of your computa Posin' with guns, shootin' YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House Get your suit up, you stuck on being
the wine (Wine) Now make your man dash for the finish line Up in a row 'cause the dating game is, woah ([Inaudible]) We get hooked up but the shame is
body? I want to let it out tonight Wanna party, wanna dance, wanna be myself tonight, me bodied Mission five, skip to the front of the line Let me fix my hair up
your weave ladies, pat pat pat your weave ladies Watch him while he check up on it Pat your weave ladies, pat pat pat your weaves ladies Watch him while he check up
