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What’s poppin? My gun on ya head, nigga.
What’s crackin? The bones in ya head, nigga.
What’s really good? Nothin but the doe.
What’s really hood? You already know.
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation,
Gettin’ closer to God in a tight situation.
The sunset looks beautiful over the projects…
What a shame, it ain’t the same where we stand at.
If you look close, you can see the bricks chipped off.
Sometimes niggas miss when they lick off.
When the slugs penetrate, you feel a burning sensation,
Gettin closer to God in a tight situation.
I’m only 19 but my mind is older…
When things get for real, my warm heart turns cold.
There’s a war going on outside no man is safe from.
You can run but you can’t hide forever.
As the wind made love to the seas,
The sand danced to the rhythm of the breeze.
I’m the one-man army Ason
I’ve never been tooken out…I keep MC’s lookin’ out.
I drop science like girls be dropping babies,
Enough to make a nigga go craaaaazy!
Rhymes more fresher than a virgin in a ‘frigerator.
What’s hip? When hip is just the norm?
Mr. Beck, Mr. O’Reilly, Mr. Limbaugh, Mr. Hannity,
How could you sell white America your insanity?
You tell them that they’re different and manipulate their vanity
When truthfully, financially, their life is a calamity.
Otherwise they wouldn’t be listening to the remedy,
So they is not as broke as the people that they don’t want be.
Convincin’ em that rich Republicans is what they gonna be,
So they act like Ronald Reagan, and like him they awful actors
Who look up to the rich, like dumb kids look up to rappers,
And that’s about as dumb as a donkey pullin a tractor.
Yes, that’s a Democrat diss, I’m a detractor,
So whether you vote right or vote left, it’s not a factor
When you ain’t got no care for your health…ay this America
They gon’ put your ass in debt…sumtin terrible
So you can disrespect presidents, and call them Socialists
But Palin and Pelosi both gon’ have you broke as shit.
Roll big blunts, a whole ounce of reefer
Rocked that ‘Black and Yellow’ before Wiz Khalifa
It’s a killer bee color scheme
Always exhale the facts, cause I don’t inhale lies.
So when the devil wants to dance with you, you better say never,
Because the dance with the devil might last you forever.
You’ve been fightin again and you forgot why.
Hey kid, walk straight…master your high.
We went from candy bars, to handle bars, to hangin’ in bars, to being behind bars
De La Soul, from the soul, black medallions, no gold.
The pressure is harsh and maybe I was destined to break,
Stay official when your brother’s a fake.
You don’t want your kids to hear songs of this nature…
But you take em to the movies to watch Schwarzenegger!
I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now,
If they don’t know your dreams, they can’t shoot ‘em down.
Now I got my new girl, or as I say my baby doll,
But I’m still gettin’ crazy calls, my ex-girl’s got balls…
You ain’t as hard as you act.
When I GPS ‘pussy,’ I end up at your welcome mat…
I got nothin’ to lose, much to gain–
In my brain, I got a capitalist migraine.
Maybe I need somebody that could save me
From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy.
Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us.
Look at ‘em now…they even fuckin’ scared of us.
Sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive.
You owe dough? You ain’t give up that cheese? Hey…
Sooner or later, you’ll Pay, Pal (no eBay).
The police…I’m givin’ them fits.
A young brother in a Benz legit,
I don’t sell no drugs and take no shit…
Park my ride and the ladies hit.
You the devil in drag.
You can burn your cross,
Well, I’ll burn your flag…
How many rappers in the game have “little” in front of their name?
Lil’ Wayne, Lil’ Boosie it’s a lil’ shame
Lil’ Flip, Lil’ Cease, yo they not the same
Lil’ Wyte, Lil’ Mama, where Lil’ Zane?
Little Brother, Lil’ Jon, and Lil’ Fame
Real hip hop, not about your lil’ chain
Lil’ Keke, Lil’ Kim a lil’ freaky
Lil’ Fizz, Illegal with Lil’ Maliky
Lil’ Mo, Lil’ Bow Wow had beef with Lil’ Romeo
A lil’ teenager told me so…
Can you cook darlin? At the stove you’re revolvin’…
Bake macaroni, turkey wings, a nigga starvin
Here take my number, let me pull the chair from under
I had fun, plus your backyard speak with thunder!
Niggaz thought M.O.P. stand for “mop” and shit…
See them Cubans don’t care what y’all niggas do,
Colombians ain’t never ran with your crew.
Why you acting all spicy and sheisty?
The only Italians you knew was ICEEs.
We all in the game, just different levels…
Dealing with the same hell, just different devils.
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Shop NowMiss can I get a second to speak and quietly mention,
That I am so into who you are, can I get your attention?
You gotta try hard to be yourself…
Cause you can’t go to heaven being anybody else.
Damn, I can’t wait until it get dark,
So I can light these fireworks up at the park,
And celebrate my independence,
It’s the 4th of July, but I ain’t got 10 cents.
I come prepared with the white suit and stethoscope,
Listen to your heartbeat, delete beep beep BEEP.
Your insurance is high, but my price is cheap.
Last time I failed is when I fell in love with distractions.
Rap is something you do, Hip-hop is something you live.
This is a robbery, boy, gimme them dollars.
We hit the lottery, boy, it’s in ya wallets!
You were perfect before you went on a diet,
You was way thicker, you think I don’t remember?
Shit…the magazines got to ya head…
I got the wild style, always been a foul child,
My guns go boom-boom, and your guns go pow-pow.
We missed a lot of church, so the music is our confessional
We got to mediate our greedy levels,
Cause the lust of currency can have us sleepin with the devil.
Gangsta rappers can’t fight, so they rap about guns.