Hip hop new world, you know
'Cause you know COB is the best
You know COB is the best
Hook:
The wild ugliness my team nail with me
It's all love this sniffed my team bare with me
You know my team bare with me
You know COB is the best
Can you use the beast so niggas is forever
You touch spring niggas y'all sensitive to pressure
My flow switches like the weather vicious with the letters
I'm murder on top of sheets every written is a stretcher
No debt beneath but step to me if you want the heat
Low key so they can detect if I'm on the street
If you want the purp step into my office servant cup
We can even share if you wanna chief
But if there's no roots and I ain't gonna speak
'Cause I hustle while I'm undercover 'cause I ain't gonna sleep
While I'm still making references to police like the way cop
Niggas get when I'm on the beat
This is COB and we the four quarters
Serving the whole world that's why they call us the world..
Worse the man slaughter mix the whole shoes with slaughter house
With that equal is a horse man slaughter
You know none of me the devil is stunt on me
Underneath the fross is with a gun no beat when I..see
Upon the sheets I cut your wife like sunny D
I mean OG my note to dope a dinner honey keys
My gun blame them...random
Give you the holy gospel I see shots to your phantom
But I would styles I work the beat like a cop, bitch
Long bitch ass snoop about this cop shit
Hook:
The wild ugliness my team nail with me
It's all love this sniffed my team bare with me
You know my team bare with me
You know COB is the best
Holy crap, I spit holy crap
But a nigga know about that
I spit public in shit
Turn a brick into death
Then I back whoever go in tac
Do you own me back
So your name can't live on
Then I'm walk in the holy godliness
It's metaphor, metamorphosis
Raise a horse..this shit
I said I..with the horse man
I better horse this shit
The predator will tell a..do let the war come in
This is the port of the..
My mind is thirteen never..can't find it
And never more it's this, it's missin
I call the egal, that's the storm, listen
Sign over shine I find the sources
Get it and know I would get that bitch
Is like a silent partner
Ice man, I got high with your an
You can't even see how how my caliber is ring
COB yeah we tower the game
If you mad at the higher raps and we the tower to blame
And no matter wished to..right in your plane
'Cause we got rock it launches that keep cowards away
Red been throughout your face
Leave without a trace is like cover a thunder when I'm crumbling
Leave your section name
Now if you thinking bout taking me my..products
I'ma stick your arm suck it with a sharp i'll take the hearts cut it yeah
Son of you rappers no more
Just 'cause you use the power don't mean you can absorb the glow
Hook:
The wild ugliness my team nail with me
It's all love this sniffed my team bare with me
You know my team bare with me
You know COB is the best
My team in the building before everybody like contract
This I stand in my world the back of my line line back
You line back as you nine..was the nine fracture you spion as a nine fracture
You can run put it my faster
Get holla chips my gun ring that is called duty
Put between two only you can ask and call you rudy
Young..look how I'm styling in my veins
Bitches love me like rhyme..but I'm whiling in..
My niggas get paid with the arms
Try to stop me you would get paid in the arm
You mother f*cker should get paid in return
If you don't have to end like a stunt
I put it down like I finish with it
You bitches in it,
You niggas don't know why you throw..
I resemble my people told me get in there
So after turning pro, bitches thinking it's skin care
It's been a long time coming so don't push me
My mama say you can be anything in this world except pussy
Bad luck, this is you meeting the writer
You're lame and that won't change Nick Cannon meeting Mariah
I've been killing shit since Dexter was pulling wings of the butterflies
And working at church is burning my brother friednobody
The coop god a cold schizophrenic
Don't panic, it's cool and my brain is crowded
Fighting my demons with bras knuckles and face paint
A roof will get you to a pussy the ace
They say I'm sick and deranged but know I'm from the hood
The evil it's understood
It's not a lane in our rapping, till I'm the police come in stripping
The weapons came with the shirt
Yeah, you .gotta get the mind off
Only soft when in came see it raw
for a rich cause
Means exposure with the 50th
When chosen clip blow them with the mortar I'm the stiff
I can divide and conquer, leave course in the split
And I don't mean benz when I'm foreign out the whip
Yo we call it in collision when the foreign's out the hit
Assumption got his never minds pointing out on bricks
Smugs, the worst riot face when I'm pump
She want no reminiscence I got new songs for
Protect space in your necklace
Acting 2 face, i'll get soon to they
Yeah, a fatal chest blow out of nowhere
Heard bars lungs forgot air was sposed to go there
I'm the definition of definition
The depth of my deposition is
Hit the deck when I deck the bitch
In the depths in your desperate mission
You ex musicians, stick my ex
In your extra lips like an
The excellent exhibition of eloquent
Executive off my region laps' relevant
press against my lane and I will aim at you head
But you not a gun clapper, you a fun rapper
Some factor out what it's happening from with some capture
If crooked pave the way then I'm the one after
I'm every ghost rider for dr dre and one rapper
Paying homage, I vomit on track repeatedly
Set the stage on rage and make it look easy e
That way from my space to a new premises
If this the then call me the new genesis
Ah, LA leakers
Another monumental montage
Like a Molotov
All to go all against all bitch
with the narcissistic been this marvelous
I down size and when I out line the apocalypse
Instead in the club, and knock you fella
Warrup dawg, it's the king, kiss the ring
I'm dropping the guillotine so quick you forget to scream
While you twitching I'm sipping lean
Stronger than the mix between
10 more rings, we strap like that to the
That's for intervene when it's any scream
Listen to me, I'm lighting up squares like smoking nicotine
Lighting up squares like a video scene from billie jean
Listen to me, fuck with the cops hollows will ring up
follow us, we got bottles and models and pink chucks
And all of this means, means my bank account swallow the bricks drop
And it means I walk with a mean struck, with the glock in the jeans tucked
the choppas will pop you
Stop you drop you, spin and top you
Hammers on deck like we repairing the sail boat
Hammers on deck
There are crack bars, I call them sell drope
cause that was a jail quote
I resemble my people told me get in there
So after turning pro, bitches thinking it's skin care
It's been a long time coming so don't push me
My mama say you can be anything in this world except pussy
Bad luck, this is you meeting the writer
You're lame and that won't change Nick Cannon meeting Mariah
I've been killing shit since Dexter was pulling wings of the butterflies
And working at church is burning my brother fried... nobody
The coop god a cold... schizophrenic
Don't panic, it's cool and my brain is crowded
Fighting my demons with bras knuckles and face paint
A roof will get you to... a pussy the ace...
They say I'm sick and deranged but know I'm from the hood
The evil... it's understood
It's not a lane in our rapping, till I'm... the police come in stripping
The weapons came with the shirt
Yeah, you... gotta get the mind off
Only soft when in came... see it raw
... for a rich cause
Means exposure with the 50th
When chosen clip blow them with the mortar I'm the stiff
I can divide and conquer, leave course in the split
And I don't mean benz when I'm foreign out the whip
Yo we call it in collision when the foreign's out the hit
Assumption got his never minds pointing out on bricks
Smugs, the worst riot face when I'm pump
She want no reminiscence I got new songs for...
Protect space in your necklace
Acting 2 face, I'll get soon to they...
Yeah, a fatal chest blow out of nowhere
Heard bars lungs forgot air was sposed to go there
I'm the definition of definition
The depth of my deposition is...
Hit the deck when I deck the bitch
In the depths in your desperate mission
You ex musicians, stick my ex...
In your extra lips like an...
The excellent exhibition of eloquent
Executive... off my region laps' relevant
... press against my lane and I will aim at you head
But you not a gun clapper, you a fun rapper
Some factor out what it's happening from with some capture
If crooked pave the way then I'm the one after
I'm every ghost rider for dr dre and one rapper
Paying homage, I vomit on track repeatedly
Set the stage on rage and make it look easy e
That way from my space to a new premises
If this the... then call me the new genesis
Ah, LA leakers
Another monumental montage
Like a Molotov...
All to go all against all bitch
... with the narcissistic... been this marvelous
I down size and... when I out line the apocalypse...
Instead in the club,... and knock you fella...
Warrup dawg, it's the king, kiss the ring
I'm dropping the guillotine so quick you forget to scream
While you twitching I'm sipping lean
Stronger than the mix between...
10 more rings, we strap like that to the...
That's for intervene when it's any scream
Listen to me, I'm lighting up squares like smoking nicotine
Lighting up squares like a video scene from billie jean
Listen to me, fuck with the cops hollows will ring up
... follow us, we got bottles and models and pink chucks
And all of this means, means my bank account swallow the bricks drop
And it means I walk with a mean struck, with the glock in the jeans tucked
... the choppas will pop you
Stop you drop you, spin and top you
Hammers on deck like we repairing the sail boat
Hammers on deck...
There are crack bars, I call them sell drope
... cause that was a jail quote...
Damn, when I leave all the real motherfuckers in the pen
Man tell me somebody out here gonna stand up
Set all these motherfuckers straight
Yeah this is Rick Ross, the real Rick Ross
Not the floss
Yeah them suckers got the game right now
They don't make themm like they used too
[Chorus]
Real niggaz,real niggaz,real niggaz
They don't make 'em like they used too
No more, no more, no more
Real niggaz, real niggaz,real niggaz,real niggaz
They don't make 'em like they used too
No more, no more, no more
Real niggaz
I vow to keep it real, never break the promise
I vow to keep it real, never break the promise
I vow to keep it real, never break the promise
Niggaz yell and death for focus honour, they dishonest
They some straight piranhas, and the condor, snakes upon us
Blame and flagrant hatred, that's deeper than hatin' on us
How could you cut your brother's throat for the love of money
Snitching, cops don't even tell on each other dummy
Can't even holla at them, they want me to pay for they attention
Like some strippers, but I throw slugs instead of dollars at 'em
Offer them they papers, them niggaz autograph them
They got them dreaming in ways
Taught only my daughters had 'em
My circle's founded by, family who down to rise
We'll move on side, I'm surrounded by
Real niggaz
Yeah we still got some real ones out here
Ain't too many, but you know that's the ones we'll be fucking with
Yeah,I'm in the studio tonight, Crooked I
Thanks baby it's about time
Got a real motherfucker reached out for OG
You know what I'm sayin' ,
He was tryin' to get himself back on his feet
He gave me a show
Take a look around at the niggaz I came in the game with
I'm in the same click, I'm on the same ship
Clifford Harris shit I'm on that same tip
I never change over chains I never shape shift
I never transform, I eat Decepticons
And Megatrons ain't nothing but test you on
Checking up in my restaurant
You with them detectives huh
Tryina help to arrest a don
I have my niggers knife in your chest
And carve hexagram
They heard what I said ,yes
Reckon for the feds, yes
We got the word, them cameras behind
Them TV's in your head rest
And I ain't new to this game
We'll either live together as brothers
Or perish as fools, said Martin Luther the King
On the road to riches and diamond rings
These ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
Fucking all boners' the songs she sings
Groupie hoes do groupie things
And it make you wanna kill the bitch
Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
I said it make you wanna kill the bitch
Groupie hoes do groupie things
You a ratchet ass set a nigga up
Boys, money ass, groupie ass, no class
Low cash, broke ass, bitch
On the road to riches and diamond rings
These ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
Fucking all boners' the songs she sings
Groupie hoes do groupie things
And it make you wanna kill the bitch
Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
I said it make you wanna kill the bitch
Groupie hoes do groupie things
You a ratchet ass set a nigga up
Boys, money ass, groupie ass, no class
Low cash, broke ass, bitch
Steady shit talking, bitch get walking
You know I'm pissed off I don't talk like this often
You say I'm on a show over this tip
When it's 40 below snowing and shit
And still nothing cold as a bitch
She almost flow as a snitch
On a toad and pole of those who belong in the ditch
I had to give his mother the news
This chick set my home boy up
Niggas rushed in, whacked my home boy up
I'm fucking confused
She was in love with my dude,
Just my home boy's luck
He trusted the wrong hoe
50 thousands in jury, put his beautiful kids
On the funeral front row
And I'm sposed to let it go, ok I feel you
But if I ever see you bitch, i'ma kill you
On the road to riches and diamond rings
These ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
Fucking all boners' the songs she sings
Groupie hoes do groupie things
And it make you wanna kill the bitch
Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
I said it make you wanna kill the bitch
Groupie hoes do groupie things
You ratchet ass reality show
Wanna star an ass,
Always looking pass a good hard working man
Ass bitch
See a broke nigga the hoe is laughing
Knowing damn well your account is over drafting
Fuck a regular nigga main she looking for a pick
Her road is to marry him then divorce him on some half shit
If she don't get that far, with that star
She got some black photographs to get that car
Or put them on media take out
He pulling the media cake out
Before the bomb drop in his back yard
And on facebook the bitch act hard
And soon as you see that groupie shit
Diss that broad
Don't be like me, you know how these girls are
They nuts over ours nuts kinds like squirrels are
I lift my problems, put my drama on the curl ball
Still my was on world star
On the road to riches and diamond rings
These ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
Fucking all boners' the songs she sings
Groupie hoes do groupie things
And it make you wanna kill the bitch
Ratchet heauxs do ratchet things
I said it make you wanna kill the bitch
[Intro]
I'm thinking about bringing hiphop weekly back nigga
I got bars, lets go
Slaughter, slaughter
Ya'll know who the power circle is, man
Muthafucking joe budden, royce da 5'9″, joell ortiz, crooked i
Slaughterhouse, the muthafucking shady records power circle
Bitch!
Slaughterhouse, niggas c.o.b
Our circle, the power circle, the g-o-d's
Got a hustle that's 'bout as grand as b.o.b's
Ya don't think so? Negro por favor
I'm so fly like i've never seen a floor before
You're fucking with a solider like putting a in war
God of the west, i'm going door to door
Handing out pamplets and them beliivers growing more and more
You don't think my flow is nothing nice
Middle finger from your birth certificate to your death certificate, fuck ya life
And fuck a hoe, i only cuff a mic
With my chest out, like augmentation like when your wife come from under knife
I'm a bastard, it's my dad's fault
Me and my enemies face off like nicholas cage, travolta and bath salt
357 black hawk, better take your facial mask off
You shoulda backed off, now your back is on asphalt
Back to the rap talk, this lyrics shit we regulate
We drop my life to celebrate,
Coming courtesy of shady, the heavy weight
Then i'mma drop a crooked album to set the record straight
Set the record straight
Fuck niggas, let em hate
california, you now rocking with the motherf-cking best, crooked i
you don't like how i live, ok, bye
you don't like it money, ok, bye
you don't like bad chicks, ok, bye
now go that away, go that away
the world hating on you boy just yesterday,
but like i said that was yesterday, cause hey
eminem sign me to shady put me on interscope
then he gave me a rifle so i could put you in a scope
gave me the stamp, put the check in the mail
now chicks licking me like an envelope, yeah i'm her throat
crook in about to score i see the red zone,
all i need is peace by trade, but not the hair falls
think i don't live right homie, you care wrong
cause i'm a real sandwich, i'm just saying my bread loaf
walk in the club with a geiger east side us
some rappers cool, i came to be liver
you claim to be you say you spit flames, you a liar
damn god change your speech right up
i'm sour ways on the hater keep pushing
just another p-ssy who meet a dushing
i'm looking for a round ass i need a kushin
i love it when tell me daddy ineed a wooping
you don't like how i live, ok, bye
you don't like it money, ok, bye
you don't like bad chicks, ok, bye
now go that away, go that away
you don't like how i do it, ok, bye
you don't like that i'm good, ok, bye
you don't like that i'm me, ok, bye
now go that away, go that away
i'll be keeping it real because i am real
yes some of yo eating good but it's your last meal
you the king of the hill, but it's an ant hill
i kick it over, you over tell me how that feels
it's not an arrogant thing, i got a stable of lyrics
and i'll be pimping these like sean garret and dre
if these songs were whose i have a harem like an arabian king
so beware my team, yeap
so many wolves you ain't got nothing for me
nowadays all that champagne popping looking horny
we got the bit-hes allgetting horny
and they ain't thinking of leaving till 6 in the morning
yeah, they love f-cking with us, let them do what they do
you be cuffing them tough
see you grey hound luggage when it comes to the sluts
cause they're gonna throw you under the bus, boy
you don't like how i live, ok, bye
you don't like it money, ok, bye
you don't like bad chicks, ok, bye
now go that away, go that away
you don't like how i do it, ok, bye
you don't like that i'm good, ok, bye
you don't like that i'm me, ok, bye
now go that away, go that away
as long as i hustle hard money go come with ease
and it's child's play call it chunky cheese
wanna do it like me, go sell a couple keys and a ton of weed
then run the street with a hundred cheese
goes that is they coming out the wood work
i would work but they ain't had a hood work
i'm trying to take over the game, big and pop style
labels try to drop my old -hit cause i'm hot now
but oh -hit, you should stop now
try to play me with some old -hit, i shoot your block down
dirty magazines tell you what my click about
cause playboy we some hustlers in a penthouse
louie bag full of paper, let my chick count
she fly in a double summersault dismount
there she swear to god, crooked out
i got a bad breath cause i'm from the slaughterhouse
you don't like how i live, ok, bye
you don't like it money, ok, bye
you don't like bad chicks, ok, bye
now go that away, go that away
you don't like how i do it, ok, bye
you don't like that i'm good, ok, bye
you don't like that i'm me, ok, bye
[Hook]
You out grown Nikki up
You out grown Nikki up
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
[Verse 1]
Strictly models and bottles
Bitches gargle and swallow
Strictly models and bottles
Bitches gargle and swallow
Strictly models and bottles
Bitches gargle and swallow
Hit the throttles get over that pothole
In auto and I know
Haters followin' squagle
When I go mano y mano
Fuck my models, I kill you
My guns I fill autos with hollows
Tuck it in my way
In case you thinking I'mma
Punch 'em in his face
Swinging I'mma squeeze the llama
We pull on us, leave you on a street
You wanna see manana
Primadona season 1 of CSI
I bring the drama
Hard, body and I
Hit a nigga with a couple of bullets like a
John got in disguise,
That's a rapper, click clack your
Somebody gon' die
Physical with your physical deflict won't mess with me
And I'mma gonna get it on Nikki
We Bonnie and Clyde
We Lil Kim and Biggie, we Hannah C and Sticky
Made for eachother, you haters come and get me
You haters coming with me, she gon' give you a hickie
That red bean on your neck, a kiss of death from Nikki
[Hook]
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(I love my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(Meet my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(I love my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(Meet my baby Nikki)
[Verse 2]
Fuck around I surround you
Couple rounds when that howl
Surveilled crawl the shit out you
Down on the ground where they found you
We devour you cowards now
'Cause our power allow us
We don't bounce with you slouchers
Life's outstanding without you
And I don't even care
What's you busters planning
My pistol's in the air
Call out the upper hand and
Bust my cannon gun gigantic
Suckers running, mothers panic
Brother franning, come god damn it
Hump the granny, fuck this planet
Nikki take the control
She becoming when I play with her click click
Strip you naked for show
Then she blow you, black hole you
Biggest ganster I know
Soon as you choose for me to shoot you
In the future
I introduce you to my baby Nicole
She likes ménage à trois, mardi gras, hardy das
All day she dreamin' 'bout sex
She even body broads
You think you can handle us
Say under your breath
'Cause you gon' fall for her
When she love you to death
[Hook]
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(I love my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(Meet my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(I love my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(Meet my baby Nikki)
[Interlude]
Two love birds riding in the streets
K I L L I N G
Two love birds riding in the streets
K I L L I N G
Two love birds riding in the streets
K I L L I N G
Two love birds riding in the streets
K I L L I N G
[Hook]
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(I love my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(Meet my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(I love my baby Nikki)
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
(Meet my baby Nikki)
[Outro]
You out grown Nikki up
Bet she can say she was sex fiend
You out grown Nikki up
(Crooked I)
I'm broker then a bitch and I'm sick and tired
I'm feeling like I'm walking in fire
I'm feelin like I'm jojo dancer before I expire
Can I get rich prior
I'm long beach them bullets wiz by ya
Clappa ain't a rappa still it spit fire
It ain't no jobs nobody gets hired
So to escape it junkies get higher
6 in the morning hustling on the corner
Tryin to get out that abyss
I was born and switch me with form
And rumble in the jungle piss me your gonna get
Mixed with no warning
Piss poor got my school clothes from the thrift store
Just a ghetto boy like the 5th ward
So I dropped out thinkin this war
Nigga get yours
Cash over bitches true religion
You see what's going on through the kitchen
We steppin on crack same drug broke
Your mothers back like the superstition
Me and the boys is sellin poison
Like we 3 members new edition
You said we'll die or get threw in prison
If I make a song about it who would listen
(Eddie Fontane)
I'm walkin down the street nigga broke as fuck
Looking for a deuce tryin to patch up
But the change is lose so as we sit down, no doubt
I was walkin down the street with my nigga skinny kinny on my side
Bitches passing by
Nigga won't let a nigga rise so he stuck
That's why I'm walkin down the street tryin to catch the bus
Just to catch the train headed to...
Tryin to to my thang 'cause I just can't stop I can't stop
And it's real as real as it gets
I struggled for years just to breathe in this bitch
So I never forget
(Crooked I)
Some of us die some got throw in prison
I wanna ride for a new position
I wanna make an album about my life but in this music
Business tell me who would listen?
Whatchu wanna hear the truth or fiction?
Petty niggas talkin about they movin shipments
Luke UPS but you BS so your birds wouldn't know what to do with pigeons
Keep it 100 everytime I rock a beat
And I done it deep from the heart I sleep with a gun
I dream about peace but not the one under the pillow mothafucker
Glovk 9 rather rock mics put a stop sign
On the block life slingin hot lines
Over rock pipes then I got it signed
I'm in the spot light
CL600 silver benz makin love to my dividens
Gettin calls from relatives I never knew it all
And niggas that never been my friends
Niggas that never been my friends
(Eddie Fontane)
I was ridin down the street with my top down
Got a bad bitch sittin on my side rubbin on my thigh
Wondering why I'm so mother f*ckin fly and I smile cause she knows
I drop her off pick up one more everyday that's how it goes in every way that's how it goes
I'm ridin down the street with my nigga skinny kinny on my side
In that black on black lac sittin on them 62s man this money shit is addictive
And it's real as real as it gets
Monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
What if I told you I wake up screamin' and swingin'
Dreamin' that I'm fighting demons
Dreamin' I'm swingin' on heathen's
Competin' and schemin' to eat every piece of my piece when I'm sleepin'
Need a priest and a deacon
When I'm speakin' to preachers tell 'em I'm only at peace when I'm drinkin'
I'm sinking deep into hell
Thinkin' I'm fiedin' for freedom
'Cause being in a well isn't good for my well being
A walkin' zombie I be comatose
Nobody loves a nobody
Who probably overdosed in the lobby of the omni hotel
Probably find me with an empty bottle of oxy
Shakin' like an earthquakes inside me or I copped a holy ghost
Wondering if therapy can take care of these monsters
Before I kill more innocent people than jared lee loughner
They spit on me, shit on me
Society kicked on me, hit on me til I was sick and exhausted
Flipped and I lost it off hallucinogenic's
They using a clinic, I saw lucifer's image
The elephant in the room or my skeletons in the closet
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
With monsters in my head
And underneath the bed
Underneath the bed
I always see 'em out the corner of my eye
Scared to death to fully see 'em but I try
I just wanna ask 'em why they follow me around
And they reply when I hear a sound
Or they walk by and give me a chill I can't explain
It feels so strange is that a high
My anxiety's at an all time high
One second I'm good than I flip a switch
Then I'm thinkin' I might die
These? spells are so annoying
From the outside looking in
Y'all thinkin' I'm enjoying myself
I need help man, I'm destroying every positive force
With all these negative thoughts
How can I find happiness when I can't remember this loss
I do so many temporary things
That smile for just a minute
Hat low but not for style I'm tryna hide under my fitted dog
It's wild you wouldn't get it
Try my best to make everybody laugh
But that's just a disguise I'm really timid
Somebody make these feelings go away
Forget it, that's my problem, ya'll go 'head
I hate these monsters in my head
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
With monsters in my head
And underneath the bed
Underneath the bed
It's lights out like where the amish stay
Pa, you can't tax me
I'm like wesley snipes in a southern state
I'm a survivin' walkin' oxymoron
Obviously I can say that I am alive
And I'm tryna die this way
Ya'll on your faggot shit
I'm on my draggin' my magnum clip
With monsters in my head like irv and magic dick
Niggas dessert me like eating after the entrée
But I'ma keep it 3 thousand like after the andre
I've adapted to a private life
Yeah right, you saying that is like sayin'
I'm shooting dice on a floor made out of dice
I made out alive, this chaotic life
I just figured just quit giving dick to trick bitches and stay out of fights
But I'm on my high snortin'
You see this monster ball is like seeing halle berry and billy bob thornton
It's fucking classic
As far as rap, I wish I could wrap it in plastic
And stick it up your fucking asses
I'm a monster (monster, monster...)
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
With monsters in my head
And underneath the bed
Underneath the bed
Take heed to what I'm giving you
Beefin' is habitual
He just ridicules wants me in critical
Will appease and get rid of you
Maybe what I seek is biblical
The scars are internal and the bleeding is invisible
Got a friend named depression, a pill I take to relax him
But when he regurgitates the aches you couldn't fathom
Got a few talents but looking for a new challenge
I'll let you walk in my shoes once I find a new balance
With faith I stay in peace, for I know every man's equal
So I'm playing with the monsters like a space jam sequel
Give 'em two choices,
Since they wanna do the least, tell 'em get off my dick or renew the lease
Persevere though my bed is corrupt
Expect I give up when left to destruct
But I give less than a fuck
Sit back comfortably, react to they want with me
The bright side is that they keeping an insomniac company
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head
Monsters in my head
With monsters in my head
And underneath the bed
we gonna be living like this for the rest of our lives
we gonna be living like this for the rest of our lives
we gonna be banging this shit for the rest of our lives, listen, die young
live fast, die young, live fast, die young.
all day bang but i'm no my pistol bite your ass right after that bitch...
see a couple quick sparks, then your vision get pitch dark
and the paramedics trying to jump start you here's not
fuck with me is what you don't do
all i ever did my whole life is what i want to
yeah, microphone check 1 2, my last microphone check was 1.2
compliment on my skillz you looking nice, rocking all white
diamonds still crawling vanilla ice hanging off of my chest
like it's body over the balcony
publishing turn to gold like a nigger practice alchemy
wrecking breaking ethic code my dead homies proud of me
i am not done cause i'm not who i'm about to be
crawling on to west before my album is charted
even kings get ex god bless malcom and martin
i'm feeling hatred and i wonder how come is starting
cause you haters on the couch need to get out your apartment and grind
talk about you been rapping since 95, i was pushing benzes when you was looking for 9 to 5
just accept that i am long beach then you might survive
until then nothing's g about hating on me
see i was harder than uses i beg you're pardon
mama pushing me in a catching a bargain
i'm sick of you niggers jogging you coward ass niggers
wanna ...each other scared of pistol
yeah, i kill them soft, when god tailor made us
he put me off from a different cloth
you niggers false when i point out a crucifix full of diamonds
tell me what's the point, i'm trying to get a cross, the biggest cross
enjoying the benefits, spitting like a back packer but living like a whack rapper with kids
it's almost over for them cause put some real lyricses in the mix
i'm in the six, drop mercedes on the gas, blowing shady money fast
know the ladies love the cash, pitching baby on the ass
...she gave me cranium, while she crazy on the
i'm crazy drinking like it's 80
i'm so retarded in public, i'm your rapper's worst nightmare
real mc with a market and budget
even if my ship sitting target and fuck it i win hard and i love it
back on the block, trick a happy as a rookie cop
throwing a legal money on whose making their pussy pop
read my shirt, they say do not cop block
he did it anyway, now he got me play hot scotch
that's when i jump on you squares, east side in the air
ok, fine
we gonna be living like this for the rest of our lives
we gonna be living like this for the rest of our lives
we gonna be banging this shit for the rest of our lives, listen, die young
Verse 1:
Let me Buy you a drink
we got something in common
i see the pain your eyes
and i got my mind on my problems
I\\\'m probably high as you see
and I\\\'m \\\'bout to sink to the bottom
she said i bet you\\\'re a fighter
i could tell a rider when i spot \\\'em
so tell me what\\\'s on your mind
told her, where do i start?
said i don\\\'t even know you
then i started spellin\\\' my heart
somebody gimme\\\' a spark
I\\\'m feeling empty in dark
said i just made a mistake
and it\\\'s \\\'bout to rip me apart
man, i cheated on my Baby and i broke up my crips
somebody told what i did
she loked up and woke up my kids
left a note on the mirror:
\\\"you\\\'ll never know where we live
and if you ever go to ko
Nigga you know what it is\\\"
yeah pushed drugs for a living
you know how that custody works
before they give you our children
they put you in custody first
that\\\'s the hustle as curse
i\\\'m getting fucked in reverse
i know that women is hurt
i wonder what\\\'s in her purse
how she feetin\\\' my kids
ev\\\'ry second she gone
got me checkin\\\' my phone
should have left them papers alone
now my best friend is gone
and i just needet to think
she said i feel you for real
as we proceeded to drink
drown our pain in our drinks man
Chorus:
and imma buy you a drink
go ahead and drown your sorrows
let tomorrow take care of tomorrow
let me buy you a drink
we got something in common
see the pain in your eyes
leave my mind on my problems
are you shy as i think
or we go hit to the bottom
or what\\\'s ms. dumbin\\\' your soul
the next round, i got em\\\'
Vers 2:
tell me whats on your mind
she said it\\\'s sad to be dyin\\\'
said she needed some space
i could tell she was cryin\\\'
tear tracks on her face
Baby boy i ain\\\'t lyin\\\'
had a cruise in my ride
cause my dude on the side
was protectin\\\' me best
was respectin\\\' me best
did a precnancy test
was it pregnancy? yes
how can i tell my fear on, say
i\\\'m scared of him now
she said my character\\\'s foul
I\\\'m not burryin\\\' his child
and i\\\'m statedly stressed
we think it\\\'s a her and he love it
he\\\'s pulin\\\' out books
readin stories to my stomach
wish i wasn\\\'t creepin on my man but i done it
he wasn\\\'t makin me feel wanted
so keep it onehundred
he used to bring me flowers
sing me songs in the shower
before i got pregnant we used to argue ev\\\'ry hour
now our house is a love nest
so i got a confess
i don\\\'t want my future decided by a blood test
hey bartender..
Chorus:
and imma buy you a drink
go ahead and drown your sorrows
let tomorrow take care of tomorrow
let me buy you a drink
we got something in common
see the pain in your eyes
leave my mind on my problems
are you shy as i think?
or we go hit to the bottom
or what\\\'s ms. dumbin\\\' your soul
the next round, i got em\\\'
bridge:
Imma buy you a drink..
Yeah..
put your hands up
The cops hate my skin
So they wanna do me in
Shove me in the pen
Have me serving 5 to 10
I grew up in the city where the itch you gotta sin
Now just wanna be like mu suburbia friends
But instead I got a thug, yeah
I got a thug, I got a thug
The streets taught me how to thug
Wait a minute, my mother's flat broke
And my father ain't around
My whole family starving, man I gotta hold us down
I loaded up my chopper, hit that other side of town
Robbed that dealer for a couple of pounds,
My nigger learning how to thug, learning how to thug
I had to learn how to thug, how to thug
I ain't finished, society hates me but that hate is really fear
I'm praying every day that that hate would disappear
They treat me like I ain't shit and the message is very clear
While the devil is whispering in my ear
When it come to thuging I got a master degree
Sitting here in this county jail imagining me
The future me, not the one that's always trapped in the streets
Not the one that see his own family wrapped in them sheets
I'm like the president of thugging, as I practice my speech
Simultaneously I'm thinking I'm the cat to...
Even when I'm sleep, I don't see no actual peace
I'm dreaming, I'm bleedin', after squeezing after police
Nobody gives a fuck about a nigger broken in pain
You see him in front of the liquor store won't even throw him some change
When he die, john doe is his name
Is that my destiny, I'm going insane
Load up my chrome in the rain
Erase a pain for future, that's what I can do with my glock 9
Should I pop it or just call the suicide hot line
Tears rolling down my face is do or die, stop crying
Green light, I'm dead or it's music my stop sign
I'm in a crack hotel, I'm living grimy
Sick of hitting links plus I really don't trust my crimies
Mind state is slimy, I kill you and then yell why me, don't try me
Gotta put this life behind me
See I was brain washed, talked that I wouldn't be shit, believed it
Now these trouble waters got me sea sick
The upper class show love like the tits nepotisms
The lower class we thug is a defense mechanism
To protect... against them
The penitentiary system fit them in and they never miss them
Just look for better victims
And politicians never listen
Do whatever's bitching
They eat in a better kitchen
They on television, promising better conditions
It's a repetition of lies open your eyes
Either let your reckless listen
Listen, we shooting at the wrong targets
Talking out the side of our neck, believing our own charges
I thought that I was cursed by the gods
Dropped in the ghetto, piss pour against impossible odds
Track with these charlatans and philosophical frauds
In a place where being a... is a logical job
Change always starts with the man in the mirror
So I'm talking to myself like hey crooked I, I can hear you
Give me your 38 stub, a mask and some gloves
I can teach the whole world how to thug
But how bout how to love?
Yeah, we need love
We need love in the hood
One time for some love in the hood
Two times for some loves in the hood...
black diamonds, black mink and a black cadillac yo
look at crooked i, now look at i
see how i pull up in the bitch i come up like i don't seek a
sugar pie, don't you wanna get up on the
lyricism, bad bitches with rhythm
and when it come to making the money, they only do
all of the tricks be happy when they get up with them
on top of the world i could do a venus with them
and the trouble, i only wanna see them roll another kush
and all of my bitches is stick if you do not believe me
then just take a look
spending the money cause i got the hoe
and she look too fly on the try
stay gripping like bishop cause quicker the twista
is like super fly and
and i know you cause i'm telling these bitches to get on the pills
that they purses, it's just a metaphor
call me talking bout the way i pimp these verses
i tell her fuck u pay me,
no matter how much green i have
bitch i never fill your bank account
fuck u pay me, iiii, iiii
bitch my dick is better than your pussy
i tell her fuck u pay me,
no matter how much green i have
bitch i never fill your bank account
fuck u pay me, iiii, iiii
bitch my dick is better than your pussy
oho, here we go,
croo i'm bout to pimp me a hoe,
my dead beat pops these jeans
the only thing he gave me since an embryo
oho, there she go, now i'm bout to put her in a video
d boys give her then rubber bands stacks
now i got dirty money like didy though
i'm a clumsy robber, i'm a butter finger burglar main
i'ma drop that jewel, let me explain
i'ma fill your brain with game
but if you come lame, that cool
i'm a god damn fool, i'ma lean my top pack and pop that tool
get my gwap back you, know that i'm that dude
from a top max school, and i block that route
remark tattoo
that's cob, it means cash over bitches
crippled organized business
circle of bosses, cartel of brawlers
crossing out broads and we crossing over bridges
help a nigga get rich and richer, do you get the picture
when the pimping hits you
i, i, got game from mister twista,
he taught me how to rock like twister sister
i your sister, put her on the block till she get some blisters
put her on the map to the vixen and bitches fly
put her on the track like she spitting
the pimp game so not it ain't misogynist
it's a metaphor to tell you that hip hop is my bottom bitch
i tell her fuck u pay me,
no matter how much green i have
bitch i never fill your bank account
fuck u pay me, iiii, iiii
bitch my dick is better than your pussy
i tell her fuck u pay me,
no matter how much green i have
bitch i never fill your bank account
fuck u pay me, iiii, iiii
Is my turn
Slater
I know I got a mixtape coming out tomorrow
That won't stop shit
Got bars in this mother f*cker, huh?
SOB nigga
Crooked I this is an induction
You only talk about balling pocket in eruption
Rappers talking bout balling my life is in this discussion
Them niggas really ain't nothing
Look it all the shit I'm crushin
I'm viming in lava like the flow is a sick corruption
I fill it with hustling corruption in every pitch I'm f*cking
I fill it with thugging struggling in heavy pistol talking in luxury trucks
Call it double dutch every chick gonna jump in
Respiratory machine
That's when I let that bitch breathe
These niggas wanna get ralic with the fire armaholic
Call it mmoney on the ground wanna chop a knock you want your wallet
Call it a Idrolics winnin your palalama if you in the air
People stepping over your body 'cause don't nobody care about you that ass
I'm that ass in the game bang capital platinum gone
Rappers know took that 'cause we snatchin hoes
And I pay my dues as far as rapping and trapping goes
But if Eminem don't help me go platinum then he's back to clapping hoe
And riding dirty while be around the bush with three fellows
Four guns and eleven pounds of cushin
My baby mama is bima wanna ex this profession but
Maybe I'm a dreamer that inception direction
Never thought I get my change up like this again
If you hear a click again I answer hang up they listen in
Ease dropping the streets and these watching the E
And receive .. Release me with these options to thieve
Get we poppin over tree so I keep rocking
He cocking till I can no longer breathe keep the. Beat knocking
And let em know that this is slater
House gang bang mommy suck the dick of a rider
That's why she got a higher sperm counting my seaming in her saliva
Respiratory machine
I had to let that bitch breathe
These niggas talking at beef life
Talking the street life
Should be talking peace life
My pistol eats life
F*ck nigga what that bitch like
The skype is triple black we under street lights
Ready to die for each other like Snoopy told your ass so D cover
This low bitch California yeah
Tell em again nigga
This low bitch California
how many time i gotta tell you niggas
i'm not like you.
turn this shit up, turn it up
i ain't never love a cup they are american devils
wanna burry me since birthday my parents is cheval
real niggas don't die so they're scared to ghetto
what's a .. compared to ..
and a local tike nigga you know where my level
rather talk to baby girl over there in the yellow
i'ma tell ya get naked but she can wear is the leather
got around gps but i ain't share my ..
is the ..in abduction put it in my space ship
to me ..i ain't got a space ship
i just wanna make it get my new b*tch fake tits
do you hear me ? i'm alone b*tch nigga riding down ..show
read my bumper sticker you say f*ck .. limbo
got hood credit the street just my coast signer
i talk shit like mel gibson my ghost rider.
chorus:
i'm in the streets tell me where you at?
put a hundred killers in front of you i can do that
me and you ain't the same but you knew that
if you don't give a f*ck don't you middle finger up
real niggas f*ck with real niggas everyday
..niggas .. with .. niggas everyday
real b*tches f*ck with real b*tches everyday
light b*tches f*ck with light b*tches everyday.
is just me against the world
soldiers on the main line
how can i be militate ignorant at the same time
i love nigga but i hate swung
blaming on the complexity of a great mind
i think i'm stuck from in between
still chasing after boy .. and i'm hard core
..snitch ..than a car .. sitting
underneath the spinning the b boy's head
i keep a .. i'll be tellin' to generate
at a each p*ssy ..quick as .. to generous
i mix .. if you a b*tch nigga you forever my nemesis
killing you is my itinerary, shut up the .. bee eco military
i'm a nazy
chorus:
i'm in the streets tell me where you at?
put a hundred killers in front of you i can do that
me and you ain't the same but you knew that
if you don't give a f*ck don't you middle finger up
real niggas f*ck with real niggas everyday
..niggas .. with .. niggas everyday
real b*tches f*ck with real b*tches everyday
light b*tches f*ck with light b*tches everyday.
i don't live like you, i don't think like you do
mother f*ck say i'm crazy
see i grew up in a hood where the cups tried to kill a dough
ever since i was a baby
and i'm in top of all latin's gang bang niggas drippin to ..
they try to brain wash new with a curricular highschool
i never let them foe play me
see old .. i got a religious career, is the van gogh flow
niggas let me you hear, ain't no rally for the feminist
the women are here, pull your .. out, pull your .. in fear
probably see a nigga chillin' with the bone star
use em like the old star in my ford car
and other words i only call em when i need him
give me brains while i ..in my ..
that's what she told me she was .. back daughter
says she couldn't take ..father
get it off your chest.. press harder,
i gave her a new name called princess ..
her dad the devil..made the man dingle like the way
the human body feel
quick question: who ain't body skill?
if you don't buy my shit i bet the .. will nigga.
first off, i’m a political boss, take down … in with my criminal floss,
yeah
i have seen the houses niggers…
i’ma take it further, i’m about to go livei n a vault
yeah, living like a greedy vulture
cut me deep enough and find some afros…culture
all about peace when i approach her
if the elephant in the room is beef, consider me the poacher
yeah this is … talking to revolutionaries, is swahili or hulu sasa
always keep a bad chick in me casa
shouts out to my home girl …
nah, i’m not the dude you assume
i’ve been here even before leaving my mother’s room
i’ve also, been her for many moves
that’s why my body’s missing from my egiptian tomb
listen, what if … never buried her husband
what if there was never a … for
… and the sheriffs coming like … for carrying guns…
half of … we got a black president
they say racism is dead but where’s the african sunbell
ask a … what do faith represent
my … is scared as it’s ever been
and since god made me black as …
i keep… i mean that instead of…
rappers can unite, every race under the sun
hand wrapped around the mike, homie i’m the one
east side, long beach the sound of the sirens
dropped out on mystery schools..
they gonna make you…
maybe i’m … cause he is i and i am your highness
bow down in the presence of the pharaoh
strike a peasant in the heart with the golden bow and arrow
44 in the apparel, i will blow the barrel
shake the dice on the floor oh i’m taking your dinero
i used to eat pinna butter out the jar
now it’s pinna butter guts when my door’s…
in the beverly hills … park, the boys are starve
tough will teach you … melody, better be in top 5
on the road at night…rallying through the yellow lights
rallying through the stop signs
he on a one way, no parking lot time
monday to sunday, …
i got that gucci, louie, … like a dope…
competition on they back like…
and boy’s missing, reminiscing the old times
hate… now your hoe’s not
how did you managed to make them look like..
we ain’t consider… sandwiches
bottles by the forklift and chronic by the cases
cause i laid up like the faces that jackpot in vegas
… faces, snapshot cases
looking in you probably think we had a …
that until i lost my marbles on the marble floor
… cats can kill like oj for something small
… the haters gonna keep acting like
i can make it happen
… rapping like i’m going captain money flashing top fashion
… feel like i never…kiss my ass
get your tan from my future, you should open up my past
outside… while we smoking tripping off the glass
…even give myself a bath
… packs i deserve a few snapback…
you backtracking, … how is …
move crowds for certain…
champagne and ice chains keep the circle pool
ft. K-Young
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I’m singing, oh, oh, oh
Ah, diamond in the back, sun roof top, come on
You know the rest, homey, you know the west
Sticky dope put a hole in your chest
We grow the best, cob rep the code to the death, with no regrets
I’m a fully loaded rock star, uzzi keep shooting at you snitches in the cop
Louie V, Hewie P Newton, the Oxy pill …
House nigga, I was in the cotton field, now I’m bout to clock a mill
Presidential rollie shit with that Baraca pill
I ball it, kick it, like I’m on a … soccer field
Wonder Pac would feel? How would big papa feel?
To know it’s still real niggas counting dollar bills
And I keep a loaded chopper for you dirty bastards
Cause the beat to murder rap you gotta murder rappers
Leave you leaning like some purple…
Million dollar story hoe, this the early chapter
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
In the coop with the seat back is where you find me
If you ain’t got your money up, never mind me
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I’m singing, oh, oh, oh
I hang with gang bangers and some crazy ass white dudes
Nigga with an attitude, rappers think they ice cube
But I seen your kind of soft … like my junior
I’ma call you high-school, aight?
True or false, before your album dropped
Tell me was you a boss?
You say yeah, that’s ass the foolest as the jewish cross,
You don’t even believe it
Got me wondering who the fuck you are when your music’s off
For what it’s worth I still recall, eating a … still manage to do my work
… now they call me el hefe, I learned Spanish
I be lying if I say the money make the hurt vanish
But it helps when these hoes suck a boss player
Still love black women, fuck John Mayer
I got a white girl, fat ass, blonde hair
We make good music every time I …
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
In the coop with the seat back is where you find me
If you ain’t got your money up, never mind me
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I’m singing, oh, oh, oh
And the beat goes on, no sleep, been in the streets so long
Mama called me like please go home
Mama I need to get these c notes on
See I’m all about action and less hoping
Better die with my smith and wess smoking or having sex stroking
Just joking…know I’m not
Life was a …when I left her, she had her legs open
And on my tomb stone, tell them put st st
Cob till I diem y nigga, st, st
… ironic, a stand up nigger, but still the chairman
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
In the coop with the seat back is where you find me
If you ain’t at your money up, never mind me
I got my whole hood rolling right behind me
Diamonds in the back, sip syrup got me leaning
Rolling up a fat, fat swisher while I’m singing, oh, oh, oh
We ain't afraid to getting dirty round here
Man in the sand with a finger in the air
Anticipate when the rain gonna come
Dancing on your grave, you're covered in the mud
Covered in the mud, covered in the mud, covered in the mud
Dancing on your grave, covered in the mud.
Put a deuce up, when crooked cruise up
I pull a coop up, bullet proofed up
You bullies too lup
Fully full what?
I've been on Californian corners
Longer than the bottom of a hooker shoe
I fuck a dude up
I'm so proper with the chrome chopper
And if my hand gun is horny, don't thin I won't cock her
Cockroaches that will phone coppers
If I get shot I call my own doctors
A strong cold copster
You niggas playing with this G shit
It's different levels of this street shit
Automatic king spit, maggots picked the wrong one to beef with
And Perez Hilton won't be the only faggot in deep shit
The rack will hit you like a pack of...
Peep this, got chronic cloud for your weed spliff
My street team pushing more loud than Steve Riff
Biggie died when they laced under... like the industry blamed us
Labels running from the west
I decided to invest street money and it brought success
I was sending fucking texts till them fuckers cut the checks
So, what does the shit mean?
It means I risk doing 16 to bring you these 16's
I grew up with niggas who threw up shit
Gang bangers, hustlers, all I used to fuck with
Chacko, Murcielago, parked oh at the...
Hoes gas me up, way faster than the cargo
Bitches yell, mister... Fargo, he is rich as hell
Let the cigar blow
I don't tip them well, crooked, he tipped the Richter scale
I'm an earthquake, I'm the best ever in the first place
Unless june 16 is your birthplace
We ain't afraid to getting dirty round here
Man in the sand with a finger in the air
Anticipate when the rain gonna come
Dancing on your grave, you're covered in the mud
Covered in the mud, covered in the mud, covered in the mud
One day, staring at the ceiling, making
Friends with … now off
I’m off that match box 20, I need to hit the jackpot
I’m broke so I’m low enough to black block semi
Taking back shots of Henny, cause that’s my remedy
I’m wondering how much money we robbing a crack spot…
If they only … and cues, kicking the door and they start squeezing tools
Next time you’ll see me on tv will be the news
Rapper found slain for the past people choose
Mom seem to blues and nobody wouldn’t give a fuck
Excess wait for the word to nip and tuck
Man I start thinking crazy when I’m the..
I know I come from seamen and I’m still a nut
Welcome to the inferno, when a gun start touching you kids like…
Look the other way like paternal
Ain’t writing rhymes but I’m writing in my journal
Letters to god but I don’t know if he concern them
They say hell waiting on the sinner
All my life feel like Satan hating on a nigga
No paddle travel up a defecating river
Shit’s creek, shit’s weak, ..praying on my level
Tracking the vicious cycle, this is life
But my life is my biggest rival
Shit is try but I can’t pick a different life,
So grip a mike, tell you what go a nigga psycho
That … world, it ain’t nothing you can do with me
I call you no class ass niggers truancy
I came out of ugly situations beautifully
I built a house out of bricks, haters through with me
I’m from the beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch
Beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch
I’m from the beach city bitch, beach city bitch, beach city bitch
[Hook]
Still led a thug life
I'm still an outlaw
Me and God cool
While you prayin' on my downfall
Still led a thug life
I'm still an outlaw
Me and God cool
While you prayin' on my downfall
Still led a thug life
I'm still an outlaw
Me and God cool
While you prayin' on my downfall
Did the shit without y'all
Come to your crib
Give your shots and draw blood
Like a doctor making house calls
[Verse]
Boss boss boss bitch
Every cross ross bit
Ross bit, every bar sit, this is dog shit
In your yard bitch
This is so disrespectful
Bitches know 'bout the gliss and glow
This a neck for Loop a time Lotus
Do a large, pull up at the nudy bars
And stupid cars, and supercharge rovers
We superstar Novas, we shinin'
We super bawlin' do it all over
We grinding, cool y'all
We don't want to get the harsh words
From critics, see my mind might forgive it
But my heart won't forget it man
I'm hard work committed, my lyrics paint pictures
And my artwork is vivid
Just a hard working nigga
T-T-TOD
See I'm the ace, I'm takin' man place
Jack of kings 4 queens,
Then it's the house rules
In the 902s it was cut off
Khakis and house shoes
Now it's panamera porsches
With the panoramic view
Down Atlantic avenue
That's Long Beach nigga
Home of the LBC crew
Dynamics and dog pound
If you say you COB
That bitch pulling her drawers down
A wet clit with a piercing
My bitch pussy rock a five carat earing
Diving to that crotch quit
Treat it like a motherfucking
Slaughterhouse, mosh pit
In this pacific division
I got an eye future, don't make the guy shoot you
That's when your karma screw you
I call karma sutra, I beg your pardon screw ya
Ye I'm brongo brol go west into and
Make you pussy strict man
I uncle Loop you
My crew true lie for you motherfuckers
We independent july 4th you motherfuckers
Crooked got the word playing for Lupe Fiasco
And the gun played, the souffle
Your too pay you assholes
It's a new day, look at my life path
Eventho it's melamine in my pigment
I grew up living equivilent to white trash
White ass, the reason I buy jags
Without blinking the eyeslash at the price tags
My past is so fucked up, it's quite sad
But I went from homeless to property on the white sand
Pussy, pot, and promethazine I sold every drug,
While you sucked a dick of a petty thug
You ain't ready love
Crooked's part of the spaghetti club
He's giving bitches meat and balls
He's everything he said he was
Prob 38 45 92s a metamorphosise my grind
This is organized crime
All I see is COB it's like I'm borderline blind
And I'll die for it now
Since we was born to die fine
No nuts, no glory
Until they close the book on my million dollar story
[Hook]
I still led a thug life
And I'm still an outlaw
Me and God cool
While you prayin' on my downfall
Did your shit without y'all
Come to your crib
Give your shots and draw blood
Like a doctor making house calls
Warrup skank
(Outro)
Still led the thug life
I'm still an outlaw
Still led the thug life
I'm still an outlaw
You Ice man, watch out coming this bitch all know
And bang for my team
And mows are the genius I'm the same f*ck a thing
Compare me the paparadi I just can't f*cking seen
If you Ice man, watch out
Coming this bitch all know and bang for my team
And mows are the genius I'm the same f*ck a thing
Compare me the paparadi I just can't f*cking seen
If life is a fight i'ma end up and swing
I don't have the right 'cause these lyrics came from a dream
Soot soot SOB blame a regime is like breeze green or when we change up the scene
Change with the cross only lame shake with the..
Saw saw it in occupy with the boss on it slater
All upon it it's the daughter
The west coast water I can't walk on it y'all want it
No, that's a reason and die swallowing it at the crazy
Tryin to eat my peace of the pie
See I set my gold, so extremely high
I can't see em from my first class seeking the star
And before my plane to party
I walk to security they say a chain retarded
Are you a famous artist, no
But f*ck yeah my name regarded
That's an underground beast I'm just trying to change the target
Me rest casy corrupt this a holiday
Niggas better move like pedestrians right away
I give you the blue print to thug like,
Like I'm recycling pocket jay to modern day marvy gay
'Cause my pops wanna pop me
I would drop him before he drop me
Didn't raise me and before cops can knock me
I would throw the clock away when they stop me
And tell em my name is Scott free
Oh, I'm from the weaked west
Do I have a limit yes
My limit is limitless
F*ck a caby I packy
I blast from the back seat of this taxi
Then pass it the..
That pole in the slimy track
Ruined up for what a shiny gag
For more ex-pills than tiny hat
Set with my primly set
Never been a winy whack
Stack a source rapper until get with the smiling back
My inside bitch got hit with a shiny back
In the wheelchair but the vagina ain't handy cab
Uh a vagina ain't handy cab
Mention me, but big dick that look a nigga any rap
What you think all the guns is for
I'm going on tour more door
With the L queen for more hores
Throw as a..lords before poor
Is still the eight blink and seven year and for score
Want more can crooked I could be Chinese with the side ways fakes
You're not crooked I
Cali don't give a f*ck gotta get through us
Lost mirrors is trust now I pass the corrupt
Heaven's got a gape in hole the souls are missed, missed TV souls
Hell's frozen over pola I arose
Corrosion erosion temples are stealing stone
Crumble to the tongue of the voice of vigilance
Violence and a..by the black a gap clap smoked and bacarized
..rap the titans connected and been in both sides
Simultaneously at the same time he is eye
Double double D..
Walk on the red carpet and turned it blue
Stand like a statue mine yourself
Reverse the camera lights and blind yourself
I'm the unscene sentinel sentinel
Oh sent to your dough stop to make buildings oh
I don't wear ice my nigga
I'm cold already and diamonds can't freeze my wrist
I'm froze already, the future was already been wrote and cold already
The coded exposed we wrote and coded already
Is the end of the end and beginning to begin
When the end ends it all and it starts over begin nigga
Heaven's got a gape and whole the souls are missed
For escape the road on the road to redemption arctic
And..angel..these road of rappers in the instinct fired off the body
Sent it in an instinct god it.. The body
Sent in every..Hitler
Better better told em the..spiter
..fast cook it all these niggas
Corruption world wide money ain't the thing
This is ain't shit
And he the ..are you nigga he the fat dick
Hoes give me money niggas get shot
Every day and ..every way and every night
Every night, every night
I got a question for you
When you see another human being who's being treated worse than a disease
On his knees, beggin' please, for egg and cheese
Or anything to eat do you see his test as a lesson for you
Or do you move on say "fuck em", ignore em
Can't do nothing for em, if this is true, let me count your blessings for ya
You could be fighting hunger, not the Gandhi type hunger strike fighting for something right
I mean fighting the type of hunger a little girl in the third world
Fights everyday 'til her stomach is nothing but something that her spine is hiding under
Only been alive 5 summers
Hunger pains, her heart beating like some live drummers
It's beating harder, then she drop, died
Momma lost a daughter ause they ain't have food and drinking water
God damn I shed a tear in the booth
Cause when I say it I'm simultaneously hearing the truth
But do you care?
I need to know if you care
We dying out here in the streets
Little kids, they got nothing to eat
But does anybody care?
(Are you there?
Who cares?
You need to see you in them out there, to care.)
Like Zero Dark Thirty we saw terror
Growing up in the hood, a small error
In judgement can make your parents become some pallbearers
For nothing, they saw Eric and he gangbanged, but they can't aim
So them straight shots caught??? for nothing, do you care what
Get involved, get out of your chair, stand the fuck up
Do something, don't lie down and do nothin
Five rounds, hit him in his side now
Blood paints the streets of the Chitown since the news [?]
When is the truce coming?
Violence hit a new summit
And the view from it allows us to see the youth plummet
Gotta be sad, colostomy bags, shots got teenagers rockin' a new stomach
And I ain't saying that this rap was perfect
But I'm strapped with purpose
Trying to get past the surgeons in that emergency room
But if I don't get past the casket service
Just write this shit on my tomb
Nobody care
We dying out here in the streets
Little kids, they got nothing to eat
But does anybody care?
Does anybody care?
Put a lighter in the sky tonight, put a lighter in the sky tonight
Dominick Senior let me tell you what the man's about
I don't dress weird and talk funny to stand out
You pushin quarters, petty hustlers get ran out
Put that quarter back in your pocket unless you Dan Fouts
True vision, I ride around on a food mission
Don't get in the way of nutrition, my dude listen
The tool's hidden, yeah I keep that wig splitter under my gat like a beautician with a tooth missing
Green pieces of paper, weed trees from Jamaica
16 Bars, 16 keys and a scraper
These are the things that a street G see when he made ya
Tell the chef [...] in my gator
I kick a flow off the loud, then I flow off the dome just to throw off the crowd
A nigga in his 30′s ain't no Mohawks allowed
Catch a ho off my smile
A gorilla lookin' nigga eating a banana in my Range Rover
Them snowbunnies smelling pheromones from a lane over
This is how it happens, somebody yell your name
You turn around and look, you see a barrel flame
You fall against the wall while the hammer nail your frame
Try to get up then you stumble, you sittin' there in pain
Thought you was a thug, all it got you was a slug
Crowd goes wild cause they shot you in the club
Killer comes closer, pop you in the mug
Gravity and the Grim Reaper both drop you in your blood
Wildin' on Instagram showing you pack heat
Trippin' on Twitter, they split you 'til ya black knee
People love a role player, so you act street
Til you in your homie car dying in the back seat
Livin' on the edge, now them killas on your head
Soon as you get it twisted they put a million on your dreads
ER is too far now you a corpse in the car
Before you left you heard death
And this is what he said
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
The motto is YODO
Now you poppin' rubber bands talkin' bout you got it all
Flexin' for the strippers, one is sendin' out a call
Some niggas slide up on you, [...] pull it out and draw
Walk you into the bathroom, surround you by the stall
One watch the door, other goin' in your pocket
One snatchin' your jewels, ain't shit you can do to stop it
Thinkin' bout swingin' on the nigga, nigga stop it
You robbed by some pros, that stripper ho gon' get a profit
Your ego feel pathetic, tellin' you not to dead it
Expression on your face, them other niggas read it
You walkin' to your car, they knew where you was headed
They parked you in the parking lot before you can even set it
I seen it all unfold from a corner dimly lit
With a Worldstar bunny bouncin' on a nigga dick
See I got my Ruger, couple extended clips
And when I passed security, I hit ‘em with some chips
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
[Hook]
In the cob it's just us nigga, us nigga, us nigga
But I don't really trust niggas, trust niggas,
Cob, it's just us nigga, us nigga, us nigga
But I don't really trust niggas, trust niggas,
Suk, suk, when you see us nigga
Say suk, suk, when you see us nigga
You just got on man we've been them niggas
Ask these bitches man we've been them niggas
All I'm doing getting all these benjamins nigga
Independent still getting them dividents nigga
Quick to put so many rappers in the body bag I've lost count
Whole counts get crossed out, that's the way the ball bounce
When it's time to get rid of the niggas
Started from the bottom cooking, rhyming
Now I'm rocking shows in the shout,
Like a mixture twista, lupe, calm in
Cause I'm a problem, put it on my mama
Raised in lamas when I chased them commas
Raised in the hood from the gangster drama
Lying in the goddam face of your honor
Gotta get it now can't wait for manana
I'm a chess player, got my nick got something in store for you niggas
Janicowski for 50 yards, I even up the score on your niggas
We made man, so I gotta mop up the floor with you niggas
Get our money right and go to war with you niggas
[Hook]
In the cob it's just us nigga, us nigga, us nigga
But I don't really trust niggas, trust niggas,
Cob, it's just us nigga, us nigga, us nigga
But I don't really trust niggas, trust niggas,
Suk, suk, when you see us nigga
Say suk, suk, when you see us nigga
You just got on man we've been them niggas
Ask these bitches man we've been them niggas
This shit here for my loyal niggas
I'ma make sure that we all loyal niggas
Keep our enemies close, I just might employ you niggas
Whole damn time we plottin to destroy you niggas
Legit like that, I only trust my family
You don't understand me, fuck you mami
We ain't here to snatch chains,
We here to make rap change, so you artists better tuck your grammies
Abs rappers I turn your channels
I cbs, I draw heat, desert eagle full of dirty ammo
Drinking your blood like a thirsty camel
Chill I'm pulling off in a murcielago
Perfect lambo, stunting on you hating niggas
Praying on our downfall
But hell nah, we out here taking nigga
Even if I pull up in a beat up chevy
I bet my cousin sauce we roll heavy
I bet that horseshoe put dope in the streets
All you record labels get your ree up ready, ok?
[Hook]
In the cob it's just us nigga, us nigga, us nigga
But I don't really trust niggas, trust niggas,
Cob, it's just us nigga, us nigga, us nigga
But I don't really trust niggas, trust niggas,
Suk, suk, when you see us nigga
Say suk, suk, when you see us nigga
You just got on man we've been them niggas
I'm hating corners in the rich part of town
The part of town where people look color and not on brown
And if they odd then them looking quite on down
I'm not a clown, they lookin at me like I'm out of bounce
I'm sorry, I'm smelly like maguary, smoking coheeba cigars
In the yellow ferarri
Eating them lobster tails and calamri
We're not supposed to live that american dream, are we?
You'd rather see me in cuffs than see me wrist glow
Valee the porsche carrera grand turismo
You cry a fucking river when I get dough
Give me your standing o, when it's lookin livin low
Your kids jumping on my band wagon
You natzi cops, the sheriff's a grand dragon
I'm in the restaurant, pants sagging
Man them jackasses act like they never seen a nigga before
[Hook]
I got money I can buy what I want
When I walk in the door it's like they never seen a nigga before
The upper class always lookin at me funny everywhere I go
It's like they never seen a nigga before
Police steady harassing a younging with no cash flow
it's like they never seen a nigga before
But I can do what I wants to do, you asshole
Have you ever seen a nigga before
I know some other minorities understand me
I fly first class they ask if I won a grammy
We can't be corporate, can we
I'm in the trump in the national, out in sunny...Miami
People looking at me like I was from Mars
Cause I'm pulling louie lugagge out of stretched double r's
We bizness minded, ghetto stars
...bill o riley, he won his behind bars
They getting mad if I flip me a sack
But reagan he gave us crack, so miss me with that
In fact, the rico act's a mistery as whack
And these hip hop cops wanna kill the industry of rap
Treat me equally that would be nice
Until then I write a song and see your salary twice
The diamond district keep handing me ice
While boozy customers act
Like they never seen a nigga before
[Hook]
I got money I can buy what I want
When I walk in the door it's like they never seen a nigga before
The upper class always lookin at me funny everywhere I go
It's like they never seen a nigga before
Police steady harassing a younging with no cash flow
it's like they never seen a nigga before
But I can do what I wants to do, you asshole
Have you ever seen a nigga before
I see confederate flags are still around
When we move in they say the neighborhood is going down
Well I'm genius in my field profound
I push property value up any town I'm around
And I never had a job it's ...just drive these sports cars
And subscribing to rob report
I'm in the eye lids sleep in the 5 star report
I'm a baller, homie, hoes call me child support
At the bistro, I lift the way to pull up the chair
Before I sit down, attention's already there
At the corner, where their eyes they stare
Just remember...i could feel it in the air
Yeah, then you know them racial slurps
While you looking at g's
Soon as they coming out your mouth
That's when they pullin the b
Why you callin the cops, they as crooked as me
This must be 1863
[Hook]
I got money I can buy what I want
When I walk in the door it's like they never seen a nigga before
The upper class always lookin at me funny everywhere I go
It's like they never seen a nigga before
Police steady harassing a younging with no cash flow
it's like they never seen a nigga before
But I can do what I wants to do, you asshole
No sleep gang, insomnia gang
We out here trafficking, that mean I'mma find me a lane
You wanna be celebrities, you remind me of lames
But I got bars, when I'm through selling these, I'mma buy me some fame
All about that mulah holla, I'm a Rottweiler with an iced out collar
Prada frames, Long Beach top shotta
I don't count on niggas but I might count dollars
I don't count on hoes but I might count dollars
I don't count on haters but I might count
Bottles in the VIP when the club turn the lights out
I'm on the white couch yelling out
Bang bang bang, no sleep gang
Bang bang bang, no sleep gang
OG man, how the dope fiends came
Get em so hooked, call a dope T-Pain
Cardo on the beat, then it's no keychain
Push to start, then a Crook to park
Seats vibrate when the dope beat bang
Drank the sip, nigga kush to spark
Bang bang bang, no sleep gang
Bang bang bang, no sleep gang
Bang bang bang, nigga no sleep gang
Fuck sleep, get that money my nigga
Fuck sleep, get that money my nigga
Fuck sleep, get that money my nigga
Fuck sleep, get that money my nigga
Fuck sleep, get that money my nigga
Smoke in the club, roll that up
Drank in the club, pour that up
Haters in the club, so damn what
If it don't make money then it don't add up
No sleep gang, roll that up
No sleep gang, throw that up
No sleep gang, throw that up
If it don't make money then you don't add up
House in the hills, thousands and mill's
Getting wild in the field with your spouse in Brazil
On ounces and pills, how does it feel?
To count dollar bills, to count dollar bills
No sleep gang, insomnia gang
Raised by some O dogs, that's why I polly with 'caine
They pushed rock in the 90's, they remind me of Dame
Hundred on the dash, Jordan's on the gas
Pull the top back while I'm sliding through the lanes
Yelling bang bang bang, no sleep gang
Bang bang bang, no sleep gang
Do-si-do with a ho he claim
In the low-key mode, know she throw me brain
And I know she know, chain and the cross
C.O.B, I'm the COB gang boss
Bitch threw a molly in her own champagne
This time around y'all can't blame Ross
Momma told me I couldn't behave
To that dollar was Crooked a slave
Now I'm a master, fly right past ya
Louis Vuitton sneakers one foot in the grave
But before I die let me tell you this
I'mma ball on you niggas, I can tell your pissed
Talk about I took your wife out all night
Nigga don't tell me, homie tell your bitch
Predator shit, PREDATOR!
("You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be?
You need people like me.")
They let a Cali boy in Slaughterhouse, it's a wrap
38 spec shit, rounds in the strap
Tryna get off the last ounce in the track
My OG's in the 'Lac, bouncin' to Zapp
That's our lifestyle, stunt hard, gun large
Pickin' em up not givin' a fuck about a gun charge
Zippin' em up in a body bag, fuck niggas mad
Welcome to our house, dead rappers in the front yard
I ain't Steve Nash, nobody get a pass
I found the nigga that made a top 50 hot MC list
And my Glock committed sodomy and shot him in the ass
Standin' over his body I probably shoulda asked
Why the greatest rappers gotta be somebody from the past
Compared to Slaughterhouse, a lot of niggas trash
Followin' a fad, what would I do if they follow the Slaughter
They prolly swallow this hollow and a mag
Tongue full of dung, it's shit talkin'
Niggas want me dead, fuck it I'm still walkin'
Enemies in the club, fuck it I'm still parkin' the coupe
First put the roof on a milk carton
Walked in, they hand me the mic
Told baby girl it gotta be tonight
My bed or your bed?
Yeah I'm thinking with both heads
You know, great minds think alike
What you got under that skirt? (let me get it)
Vodka, Henny and that purp (let me get it)
Cribs, cars and net worth (let me get it)
Slaughterhouse gang, Tech N9ne go and get it
Lot of molly, an out of body experience
I'm feeling kind of Gotti and all ya'll into weird events
A party prolly jolly counsel me when I'm inherent
With the shotty ridin' when I party it's Abu Dhabi
Who can I pick it up, wick it up I'm a rip it up
And I'm gonna get up in my zone now
Fuckin' the women I'm up and I'm winnin' I'm [?] now
Pussy poundin' I'm pushin' polygamy procedures
Packin' and poppin' pretty penis pockets I please her
These I ease, Techa Neez got the bees of an evil deed
But I'mma G, never see us
With a telescope nigga cause it's hella dope
I got so many worshipers with me, I could sell a quotes
I yell the most, I tell the goat
I'm gonna take it even if they hate it and fill the boat
Fellas, you tell us to gel it, we're gonna quell his hope
Embellish a [?]
When I rhyme I'm conniving cause I bring
Live wickedness brightening your high beams
Frightening life like some lye in your Visine
Psyche swiped clean, high as the hygiene
Pussy, weed, a licker yo, let me get it
I don't kick it if you be messy with it
Tecca Nina keep KCMO on the fitted
Any Slaughterhouse gang affiliation I'm fuckin' with it
Nobody seconding what I be spitting, we misfits
Gonorrhea mixed with diarrhea, that sick shit
You fuckers wack, need them Puffy plaques, them big hits
Them R. Kelly, I'm so rich I piss on a bitch hits
And bitches get the business
In a convertible eatin' big dick
While I'm parked like a picnic
Wrapping they big lips around my stick shift rockin' French tips
Suckin' me hollow after they swallow my kids
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