power Contraction, you're not ready for action Two hundred rappers a day, I keep waxin and buffin cleanin polishin, every act up You wanna battle with me you must be cracked up
I get up early when the sleeping pill wakes me I take a wake up pill and fill with energy I power on hard and I check my messages But I don't have any
d'z McDonalds! So I pull up at da drive thru, They like to call it the McDrive, I'm waitin there for my food The lady comes I look in her eyes I yo,
put a nigga on Top do I beat him with a hammer show him that I'm not a hoe I fill out an application at Papa Deaux work my way up to manager and rob the
in a veil and just don?t forget to leave room for the tail Dress like a queen bee for her king And just don?t forget to leave room for the sting
sums up my past. I craved fulfillment, too shallow to know I could never be fully filled again. Here we are and it's open. I lay her down in the glow
of a re-up, its sumthin like a g-up M-C-A fingering that b-up or that c-up, fiends creep up with their flesh lookin beat up, and my tennis ball is stuffed
an ice pick Run quickly you're in a snuff flick G, feed you to a pig, your wig eaten up No need to dig, jigged up, bleeding from your ribs like squibs
me the master You wanna jet, project with a similie But I'm so large I boned your girl Emily Procrastinator, laid her, hate her, played her, sprayed her
you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Before you fuck up my high Fuck up my high [Alot
a red afro on thorazine when you inhale Uhhhhh, uhhhhhhm uhhhhhh, another blunt filled with dust And another blunt filled, and another blunt filled And another blunt filled
put a nigga on the top floor I beat him with a jack show him that I'm not a hoe fill an application out at papadeaux's work my way up to manager and rob
her ear I asked her how you doing Where was it that I reside and I told her Brooklyn Atmosphere filled with romance eyes her sparkling Just her voice
