I'll be coming around the ghetto 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 Kenny cause I slam those Southern bitches I ain't bragging, dragging me up and down the road To be up when I gets into my clowning mode Then go to up on they ass like Bozo Oh no, then dance on top of they like I was Jo Jo Dancer Comet, come Dasher, come Prancer Come niggas with machine guns, I think that is the But the question 'Should we 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 niggas trying to us To is really becoming a very stressful journey I like a steering wheel, for them is trying to turn me Into a hate monger, and I'm wishing and I Damn, will I graduate I hit the summer I think not, Officer Friendly to dig up in me He said I'm assed 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 y'all had us down for some years the call of da wild nigga, uh, there it is
I hear voices in my head and they callin me
As I step, the stage is No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get Don't me T, it's a T thing with a G swing Let my nuts down to the flo' main Smoking that dang dang, making mics 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 called him Sam So bring dough to the Mo-B T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie be Don't on next, I break necks too Rollin with Outkast, PA, Mob for the 94 Yeah, you what I'm sayin?
I hear in my head and they keep callin me
Yeah, I'm steady bucking Not 'em like the goose, I'm heavily strapped, yeah niggas Squeezin rhymes like that noose around your You can't hang with this, see ain't no to this I no pity so take off because I'm dangerous I breaks 'em off like I was Street, see I be breaking 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 bringing the funk with the hollow Player shit is how I'm 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 naps off in my Shit, that's quickly how I run my and that's how it be That nigga B-I-G B-O-I, 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 colon cancer Even I never smoke that shit like...yeah I give a of da wild to my niggaz around the projects So don't flex or get served with a pop neck OG, original gangsta, not But maybe when I'm locked up, lifting weights, getting swole Life's a bitch with a G-string off in your 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 players in cause I'm locked off in a cell So can you me, nigga
I hear voices in my head and they keep me
Khujo, coming in dope, it I got problems than the average Joe So don't come 'round me with your flim flam, hot It's a jack, top of the burbs, and my 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 feel 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 my wear my locs in Demon eye scoping, oh my, peripheral got it Made you go on your bar Decisions, to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew And they just might to battle you Out the quickness The price of living is beginning to be a risky Unkay, Parkay. How do you like the taste of hot melting through your biscuits? This is your on drugs, this is your brain, Don't cut I hang with before there were apartments In Forest, it's getting horrid The child is on the prowl, yeah! I let out a to the wild I let out a call to the