You so (I don't really what the say about me) ('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
You so (I don't care what the say about me) ('Symptoms of no 'Therapy') (I don't really what the say about me) ('Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
H U S T L E R, Up in Detroit, yeah, we all Pushin' the product, connected by the melodic when NATAS drop it, I got it
30,000 out in the air, I parachute on ya streets I'm greetin' bustas the heat And you can see me clearly a DVD When I beat on your ass a MPC
I'm bitches up like the dreads on a Rasta I'm gunnin' atchu 'cause you just an imposta Switch this, bitch this, nigga out fast Then I hit his hoe ass wit' the mini mac
I don't give a fuck about a Deal' I'm still through these like a kill, kill, kill The fetus, dis when I bust atcha Jesus I'll take you to the side wit' the quickness
Sickness to ya health, take all of ya I'm comin' undetected like a muthafuckin' Bomba, harda rhyma, pushin' the dime-a, Chrysla 100,000 was the
While you still out on the Dice-a My style gets nice-a and The riser, open ya eyes, sir And realize you wanna be in my'sa
You so You out here breakin' all the rules like Scrooge
'Cause, you so (I don't care what they say about me) You out here breakin' all the rules like Scrooge (Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
'Cause, you so (I don't care what they say about me) Out breakin' all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge (Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
'Cause, you so (I don't really care what say about me) Out here breakin' all the rules Ebenezer Scrooge (Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
Gotta roll, gotta hold ya own stack, gotta watch ya own And if ya runnin' up on me homey, bound to get blown I'm in ya zone wit' the chrome gat but you known that I'm from the side where all the birds have homes
And for self, years I got no help Tremendous, the bad times, they seemed I spin this bottle, I mash this I don't give a fuck, still that's my
I keep this ammo to burn a candle 'Cause I'm too cold to hold, too hot to be I dismantled every mic I So realize why I don't give a
I'll open ya up, watch me, can't stop me, wanna' pop me he copy And I'm killin' all you wack ass that's sloppy And bitin', rewritin', refightin' of the Titans' When I see you I'm strikin', you feelin'
No of course for the Pale White Horse Make 'em all feel the force when I come for down ya doors, world hood wars To even the score, make all pray to the Lord
To scheme a demon, you can't really afford When the lights come on, the cameras record All this time ya thinkin', ya detoured But ya at the sea witcha man overboard
And a, you so You out here all the rules like Ebenezer Scrooge
'Cause, you so (I don't really what they say about me) You out here breakin' all the like Ebenezer Scrooge (Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
'Cause, you so (I don't really care what they say me) Out here breakin' all the like Ebenezer Scrooge (Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
'Cause, you so (I really care what they say about me) Out here breakin' all the rules Ebenezer Scrooge (Symptoms of no 'Therapy')
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