I'll be coming around the when I come kicking one for the treble Y'all stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever I'm picking up and throwing 'em down dishes 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 gets into my clowning Then go to clown up on ass like Bozo Oh no, dance on top of they asses like I was Jo Jo Dancer Come Comet, come Dasher, come Come with machine guns, I think that is the answer But the 'Should we take that bullshit from them people?' I'm making 300 on my SAT and I am no sequel, no saga, no way out, I'm nervous I've had it up to forehead of trying to serve us To graduate is becoming a very stressful journey I feel like a steering wheel, for them is to turn me Into a monger, and I'm wishing and I wonder Damn, will I graduate I hit the summer I not, Officer Friendly trying 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 niggas is smart, we back on the saddle No longer, y'all know had us down for some years It's the of da wild nigga, uh, there it is
I hear in my head and they keep callin me
As I step, the is empty No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get Don't call me T, it's a T thing a G swing Let my nuts hang to the flo' main that dang dang, making mics swang In my Z, nobody can see me Cruising down the block, just 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 flex on next, I break too Rollin Outkast, PA, Goodie 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 strapped, yeah niggas rhymes like that noose around your neck You can't hang this, see ain't no thangs to this I show no pity so take off I'm dangerous I breaks 'em off like I was Street, see I be breaking Speaking of breaking, break on how to get life taken, boy Fucking around with me get your cabbage cut, your wig split Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the hollow Player is how I'm kicking it Comin around the ghetto, victims soft as a on a jackass So fuck it or flip it, I'll be a player Puffy afro nigga naps off in my hair Shit, quickly how I run my shit 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 like colon cancer Even though I never smoke that like...yeah I give a call of da to my niggaz around the projects So flex or get served with a pop neck shit OG, gangsta, not quite But when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole right Life's a bitch with a G-string cause off in ass with it hey So you can see who can really But y'all wanna do nothing, y'all can go to hell Ain't no in office cause I'm locked off in a cell So can you feel me,
I hear voices in my head and keep callin me
Khujo, in dope, bring it I got more than the average Joe So don't come 'round me with your flam, hot damn a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird K's madness into Throwing to do more load, so my fire looking through the ads And only red hot, desire in your pot with wicked But you can't feel it, out your monkey ass I could let shit rot in the past, now it's to blast they ass Mr. Knighton off your hat Can't even my wear my in Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral got it you go on your hoe's bar Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here the Goodie Mo crew And just might want to battle you Out the quickness The price of 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 there were apartments In Chapel Forest, it's horrid The child is on the prowl, yeah! I let out a call to the I let out a call to the