' name 'Cause I came to shut down the game And I gots to hold down this heat 'Cause I came to hold down ya' streets And I gots to make sure I drop yo
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tips If we aint closed it I get ferocious Know this whole shit will leave me in them roaches In your car motion I cause commotion And i probably need some lotion But i
bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out -- special delivery [Chorus: P. Diddy] (I want that
and I make shit that the real can feel Now all you niggaz know, that I got hella flow And I got hella do', and where that came from I got a whole lot
its so old I don't mean to sound like a showboat But it's true my persona's no joke I stepped into some kinda portal I'm legend and sometimes I'm noble I
this I bring styles after styles after styles, dukes I can't be faded with this here, cause I'm a young troop I sport them Nikes, not the Reeboks or K-Swiss And while I
And you feel you wanna groove Groove on) As I keep goin, see I'm the funky lil brotha and you know that I be flowin And I be showin I can handle the mic
Fresh Kid Ice] I've been rhymin and designin, and always tryin Our beats are always strong, and never dyin The lyrics I recite, I say with power So step aside or get devoured I
ya and rearrange your frame structure you need security you mentally and spiritually malnourished your style is fragile and underdevelpoed like premature infants you couldn't fathom how i
we touch her, and rearrange your frame structure You need security to mentally and spiritually malnourish Your style is fragile and underdeveloped like premature infants You couldn't fathom how I
notch And your Pop stars popped and get dropped and mopped And all your fake ass east coast props Brainstormed and locked You'se a beat biter Pac style
place So I do the dishes and clean the floor When I sleep I can't dream anymore Oh no... now I'm a part time mutha And I, change the diapers and clean
like that It's unfair, and I'm losin my hair, blastin hooligans Catch me, I'm fallin out flat, yo I'm ruined and breathin in sewer stench, no one give
knees I proceed to bleed Sufferin a rain of blows to my hands and knees Will I survive, is God watchin? I grab his gat and bust in self-defense, my only
booty call, I fucked your bitch (Ha hah!) Was it me or the fame? My dick or the game? Bet I scream WESSYDE when I came (wessyde, ha ha ha) Scream my
body body, we came to [SKG] Daddy rock a player body 'til I tell you to stop Hit the right spot if not leave money and kick rocks I'm a thug ho, I need
double, I'm much obliged See I would love to go and take a ride Have total leeway up and down your freeway, nothin to hide If I was committed to suicide I
