I'll be coming around the ghetto when I come kicking one for the Y'all can't to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever I'm picking up and throwing 'em down like Call me Kenny Anderson cause I slam those Southern I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and down the To be fucked up when I into my clowning mode go to clown up on they ass like Bozo Oh no, then dance on top of they like I was Jo Jo Dancer Come Comet, Dasher, come Prancer Come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the But the question 'Should we take that bullshit from them I'm making 300 on my SAT and I am Ain't no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm I've had it up to of niggas trying to serve us To graduate is really a very stressful journey I feel like a steering wheel, for them is to turn me a hate monger, and I'm wishing and I wonder Damn, I graduate before I hit the summer I think not, Officer Friendly to dig up in me He said I'm half and got no future And so he me up the creek and shit Stroking like hell no paddle But is getting smart, we back on the saddle No longer, know y'all had us down for some years It's the call of da wild nigga, uh, it is
I hear voices in my and they keep callin me
As I step, the stage is No words as I serve with my dialect, so I get respect call me T, it's a T thing with a G swing Let my nuts hang down to the flo' Smoking that dang dang, mics swang In my Z, nobody can see me down the block, just like I was a squirrel In a world of nuts, damn I'd be mad even if I called him Uncle Sam So bring dough to the Goodie T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my rather be Don't on next, I break necks too Rollin with Outkast, PA, Mob for the 94 Yeah, you know what I'm
I hear voices in my and they keep callin me
Yeah, I'm steady motherfuckers Not ducking 'em like the goose, I'm heavily strapped, niggas rhymes like that noose around your neck You can't hang with this, see ain't no thangs to I show no so take off because I'm dangerous I breaks 'em off like I was Beat Street, see I be Speaking of breaking, on how to get your life taken, boy Fucking around with me get your cabbage cut, your wig split Simply means I'm the funk with the hollow tips Player shit is how I'm it Comin around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a So it or flip it, I'll still be a player afro with nigga naps off in my hair Shit, that's quickly how I run my and that's how it be nigga B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, ye See I'm a player, got my on Thinking about the volume and thickness of my You see that cash is in my shit colon cancer Even though I never that shit like...yeah I give a call of da wild to my around the projects So don't or get served with a pop neck shit OG, original gangsta, not But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole Life's a with a G-string cause off in your ass with it hey So you can see who can hang But y'all don't wanna do nothing, can go to hell no players in office cause I'm locked off in a cell So can you feel me,
I hear voices in my head and they callin me
Khujo, in dope, bring it I got more than the average Joe So don't come 'round me with flim flam, hot damn a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird K's madness capping to do more load, so my fire looking through the want ads And only red hot, desire in pot with something wicked But you feel it, sticking out your monkey ass I let shit rot in the past, now it's time to blast they ass Mr. take off your hat Can't even my my locs in Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral got it Made you go on hoe's bar Decisions, decisions to make, oops, comes the Goodie Mo crew And they just might to battle you Out with the The of living is beginning to be a risky business Unkay, Parkay. How do you like the taste of hot butter melting through biscuits? This is your brain on drugs, is your brain, Don't cut niggas I hang with before were apartments In Chapel Forest, getting horrid The child is on the prowl, yeah! I let out a to the wild I let out a call to the