did with this repetentant sinners blood stained banner i done rep for my lord whom i represent from the island of summer to the gs in the gang with the
a hypocrite Take all that hate -- why don't you try flippin it? [Pete Nice] I never went out out drinkin Pepsi sips and never laced up my boots in fruity bits I
push a pen I send surreal scenes where you never been Looked out, gave you three strikes, you struck out Pop shit with the 3rd, knock your fronts out
an argument, who was the largest Now they all is dead and I roll as a solo artist Plus I made all the beats and wrote all the raps Well I really didn'
gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch? I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich man, I stack chips and I unload clips after 3 Summers in the joint I
York Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk He said I told em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word Look at his head its still shakin
floor I slid through the front door With the 9 and the velour A cal in my pocket You wil', I'mma pop it I'm down for a profit I'm ghetto as hell You
I'm not a trick, I don't love the hoes And niggas know I be, on the low But I miss my dough, and I twist my dro I'm not that nigga, that you think you
nothin' changed, still holla at my homies (Ohhhhhhhhh) And when I hit the block I still, will kill! And I dont want, nigga but I will If I got to, kill
your order for a 3-piece ding-a-ling [DB] Or an extra crispy Dom dinner I'm in her, yo fellas, I got a winner 'Cause I pack you with Dom till you fall
with an icepack to write that? His teeth are loose now, his neck needs a noose How dare you say you're holding guns, you're rolling with Beetlejuice I black out 'til I
it's true I'd dodge a draft too But see, I don't want what them muthafuckas do They, all talk like Republican radio Really only right-winger I supports Cam Neely [Chorus] [Verse 3
Y'all sendin' motherfuckas to an early grave murder men then murder slaves verbal plays vacant so you herbs behave When I was your age I wasn't that a
[Esoteric Talking] I know you didn't just open your mouth.... I know of all people, the lowest of the low... I see your tail waggin', dog [Verse 1]
I get the right words in straight up in this till the juices diminish then I'm a menace like I'm Iceberg Slim Lights blur dim with a slight curve grin
and I get funky fresh as for the fishes I'm lit luminous I'm not nouveau techno I glow like a glacial in skin that swims faster than speed I am I be dropped
42 crimes but I've never been to the jails I can still do my job even though I've killed all my brain cells With the ciga-weed sticks before I write all
, And she stopped- "Lucy, after all this, you're just giving in today??" She said: "I'm not giving in, I'm finished," and walked away [Chorus: x2] 1 2 3