I'll be coming around the when I come kicking one for the treble Y'all can't stoop to my level, I'm like the or whatever I'm picking up and throwing 'em like dishes Call me Anderson cause I slam those Southern bitches I ain't bragging, folks dragging me up and the road To be fucked up when I gets into my clowning go to clown up on they ass like Bozo Oh no, then dance on top of they asses like I was Jo Jo Come Comet, come Dasher, come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the answer But the question 'Should we take bullshit from them people?' 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 forehead of niggas to serve us To graduate is really becoming a very stressful I feel like a steering wheel, for is trying to turn me Into a monger, and I'm wishing and I wonder Damn, will I graduate before I hit the I think not, 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 getting smart, we on the saddle No longer, y'all know y'all had us down for years It's the call of da nigga, uh, there it is
I hear voices in my head and they keep me
As I step, the stage is No words as I with my Southern dialect, so I get respect Don't call me T, it's a T thing with a G Let my nuts down to the flo' main that dang dang, making mics swang In my 2-8-0 Z, can see me Cruising the block, just like I was a squirrel In a full of nuts, damn I'd probably be mad even if I 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 with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94 Yeah, you know I'm sayin?
I hear voices in my head and they callin me
Yeah, I'm steady bucking Not ducking 'em like the goose, I'm strapped, yeah niggas rhymes like that noose around your neck You can't with this, see ain't no thangs to this 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 around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split Simply means I'm bringing the funk with the tips Player is how I'm kicking it around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass So fuck it or flip it, still be a player Puffy afro with nigga 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 and thickness of my bankroll You see that cash is in my shit like colon Even I never smoke that shit like...yeah I give a call of da to my niggaz 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 right Life's a with a G-string cause off in your ass with it hey So you can see who can really But y'all don't wanna do nothing, y'all can go to Ain't no in office cause I'm locked off in a cell So can you me, nigga
I hear voices in my and they keep callin me
Khujo, in dope, bring it I got more than the average Joe So don't come me with your flim flam, hot damn a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird K's madness capping Throwing to do more load, so my fire looking through the ads And only red hot, in your pot with something wicked But you can't it, sticking out your monkey ass I let shit rot in the past, now it's time to blast they ass Mr. Knighton take off hat Can't even my my locs in Demon eye scoping, oh my, vision got it you go on your hoe's bar Decisions, decisions to make, oops, comes the Goodie Mo crew And they just might want to you Out the quickness The price of living is to be a risky business Unkay, Parkay. How do you like the taste of hot butter through your biscuits? This is brain on drugs, this 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