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Let's go (niggas is weird, man) I'ma stick to the script, I was there when you flipped I'ma read the transcript Elephant (elephant), I don't forget I hold a grudge, I must admit Beef nigga (beef nigga) with the bad actor He's well done, flip his ass with the spatula Surf and turf, serve him with some lobster The imposter, give him the Oscar I don't understand what's goin' on I just come through with the Y chromosome Alpha male, now public enemy My amenity is toxic masculinity I see niggas ad-libbin' Actin' like women, even Don Lemon Cut it out, boy, you need an editor I'm the predator, ten steps ahead of ya What is wrong with this movie?
I wanna get down lower than Atlantis Going toe to toe with an enchantress Get funkier than funkadelic wearin' Pampers While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers Sharing transcripts while we over here Dipping and dancin' Rhythm romancin' Wallflowers Giving no action no All hours we chillin' and max the flow Relaxing Opposites attracting I'ma toss my hat in Floss when the track spin Like I'm on a crack binge Jigging and wiggling Freakin' booties speakin' to the cuties so belligerent No religion just bump the feed on You'll feel reborn Negativity we just dead it like decoy Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on The pulse when it respawns Tap your toes and clap your hands (How many people ready to rock the house?)
I wanna get down lower than Atlantis Going toe to toe with an enchantress Get funkier than Funkadelic wearin' Pampers While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers Sharing transcripts while we over here Dipping and dancin' Rhythm romancin' Wallflowers Giving no action no All hours we chillin' and maxin', so Relaxing Opposites attracting I'm a toss my hat in Lost when the track spin Like I'm on a crack binge Jigglin' and wigglin' Freakin' booties speakin' to these cuties so belligerent No religion just bump the feet up You'll feel reborn Negativity we just dead it like D-Con Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on The pulse when it responds Tap your toes and clap your hands (How many people ready to rock the house?)
I wanna get down lower than Atlantis Going toe to toe with an enchantress Get funkier than Funkadelic wearin' Pampers While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers Sharing transcripts while we over here Dipping and dancin' Rhythm romancin' Wallflowers Giving no action no All hours we chillin' and maxin', so Relaxing Opposites attracting I'm a toss my hat in Lost when the track spin Like I'm on a crack binge Jigglin' and wigglin' Freakin' booties speakin' to these cuties so belligerent No religion just bump the feet up You'll feel reborn Negativity we just dead it like D-Con Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on The pulse when it responds Tap your toes and clap your hands (How many people ready to rock the house?)
He had severed it from the trunk, built a Huge fire in the sitting room, placed her head upon it, then (I owe a debt Here to Edgar Wallace, who edited the transcript of the Mahon trial), then the Storm broke with a violent flash of lightning and an appalling crash of Thunder.
It's only been three weeks And a bag of speed from Jamie the PhD She comes by the front desk To leave my transcript with her edits 'Cause I don't wanna leave the palace At least that's what my true love calls it Last night I wrote a poem Man, I must have been in the poem zone I'm in over my head I'm in over my head Maybe I'll get a pet Learn how to take care of someone else Maybe I'll name him Jeff But I think it might defeat the purpose Living on house keeping and room service But I don't wanna leave the palace oh, let's pay someone to move in and fix this Last night I texted your iPhone And said I'm ready to come home I'm in over my head I'm in over my head I'm way in over my head
Access to her code Lovestruck was my mode Took a look, dropped my textbook Jenifa, oh Breakfast, broke it fast She was in my english class Asked for notes, rocked my boat Jenifa, oh Jenny Lost her favourite penny So I gave her a dollar She kissed me (and I hollered) In a flash, the school bell rang Jenny grabbed on to my hand Took me home and said, "Trugoy just Swing and swing and swing" The downstairs, where we met I brought records, she cassettes Lost the break, found her shape Jenifa, oh, Jenny Transcripts showed more than flirt "I love daisies," read her shirt Grabbed my jeans, Jimmy screamed Jenifa, oh, Jenny Marvelous, shaped like a vase No one can live their life for Pos Found a house, aroused my joust Jenifa, oh, Jenny Her clothes, I did shuck Just like Dan, I strictly stuck To the punt, she cried, "kick it" Posdnuos was in Jenny Only thought about Jimmy But asked was I a virgin Like some kid named Derwin?
With your mouth wide open, hoping you can find a Way to display similar actions in a kind of mockery 'Cause you don't realize the cost to be Creative genius please, I'm too clean to play Glance per chance, watch GangStarr perfect And dance your pants like champs, to this form of intellect Valuable solutions, we invent here Break and remake the cupcakes to show we've been sent here To serve you, so swallow this and bite it And why bring, ignorance when we're inviting You to get advancement, while you're on the dance tip And don't you know the transcript will make you shake hips Or chill at will, and with skill, you'll learn some etiquette Better get the subject or be last at the predicate And get a set, of headphones and speakers As lyrical lessons manifest, I will keep you Abrest of the best, in this rap mess Over-saturated market, full of wackness I'm Gifted Unlimited, Rhymes Universal The Guru, nursing you with a verse spilled Don't choke, and don't turn blue in a frenzy Premier's severe, on the steel wheels he lends me Spontaneous cuts, but not mainly just that It's the scratching format, exact with maddening accuracy Craftily, on the side or in back of me Nastily, as if his name was Dick Dastardly Original so get it yo the Gang gets respect The chain and the star is a symbol, of this form of intellect
Well I found him in Pensacola In a trailer in the sand The man from the picture Creased and yellowed in my hand Creased and yellowed in my hand He was squinting and stubbled And standing in the door He said if you've come to take the car away I don't have it anymore I don't have it anymore He got the gospel on the radio And the gospel on TV He got all of the transcripts Back to 1963 Back to 1963 He said I sold my blood for money There wasn't any pain But I just can't stand the feeling It's in someone else's veins It's in someone else's veins Momma took me aside And she tried to change my mind She said, don't waste your time in looking There's nothing, nothing left to find Nothing, nothing left to find So I left him down in Pensacola In a trailer in the sand The man from the picture Creased and yellowed in my hand Creased and yellowed in my hand
Nigga I'm a scholar The incredible, hetero-sexual, credible Beg a ho, let it go, dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit While you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts Look at these Niggas With Attitudes (Hello) I started this gangsta shit And this the motherfuckin thanks I get?
When you bite your bottom lip I wanna do back flips Kiss your belly button and show you some good loving It wouldn't matter if we got arrested Our love is time proven and perfected I like it when you show me The endurance of a tantric yogi You got your chocolate in my peanut butter Spreading love with your eyelash flutter Always ready when you hold me steady Unplug the phone Press my buzzer and ring my bell Just me and you, pretending we're not home You make me wanna write these crazy love poems Can't get no rest cause you know I'm with the best Always ready when you hold me steady Keeping me on the verge Just in time to stop while we still got the urge Give me your spice, snuggle up to me it feels nice Laying on the carpet when we're feeling close knit Deeply eternal like a secret transcript Bodies twitching so bewitching It's a fact I react every time we make contact Feeling free as graffiti Fall asleep with paradise dreams of Tahiti You make me lose my mind Each and every time Stay in bed, forget the rest Always ready when you hold me steady
Like a transcript of my soul Like a transcript of my soul better walk alone My own way down down down My own way home My own way home And all the noise around My I try not to listen to I try not to listen to I try not to listen to And your bodies look so dead And your bodies look so dead Like a transcript of my soul Like a transcript of my soul I better walk alone my own way down down down to my grave of the future to my grave of the future wisdom is waiting for me Is waiting for me I better walk alone My own way down down down to my grave of the future My own way And your bodies look so dead And your bodies look so dead to me Like a transcript of my soul Like a transcript of my soul And all the noise around me And all the noise around me I try not to listen to I try not to listen to to listen to you Always behind me behind me on my way to the future to my grave of the future silence is waiting for me Is waiting for me Like a transcript of my soul Like a transcript of my soul silence is waiting for me
Excess talkers told stories A "Pioneer Chambers" release Official transcript pony expressed For the gasoline drinkers received And I failed to mention that Even we could smell a rat Woould rather throw parties than stones Would rather break virgins than bones Now this is just a theory But I sincerely believe That if you're into rock and roll You've got to sell your soul And now I've got a hunch They've got something up their sleeves And think that "Pioneer Chambers" Doesn't wish us to leave Doesn't wish us to leave
Always late with the epiphanies Like might coulda handled that differently At least admit you had your hand in the misery It's no mystery, group therapy I poured the kerosene in group, watched the fire leap A shred of truth is all a liar need It all burn the same when the fire feed Men wrack our brains over past deeds Indeed the ground's cold but the bones not deep Wrapped in shower curtain or bedsheet, the bones picked clean Heir apparent, I inherited a bloodstained throne for a seat I can't afford not to believe in things unseen But belief always been dangerous to me Slumped in the last pew, the pulpit packed The culprits beg and accuse, executioner dons a mask The transcript read like Cam'ron skits Something wrong with mahfuckers, I don't know what it is Am I my brother's keeper, nigga I got my own shit, excuse me, I got excuses, I got excuses The crowd want blood, the firing squad blackened face cupids It's always two sides to the story The gory details is online, feel like Maury Am I my brother's keeper, nigga?
"Zsa Zsa Gabor, Demi Moore, Prince Diane and all them rich bitches.." Now in the transcript, you refer to the President as Butthead Did the President have any nicknames for you? "Poon-poon nanny-nanny, punanni danni.."
I just let time Decide. That's not my voice. Read it twice. Transcript. Pay the price.
I want to get down lower than Atlantis Going toe to toe with an enchantress Get funky we've been funkadelic wearin' Pampers While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers Sharing transcripts while we over here Dipping and dancin' Rhythm romancin' Wallflowers Giving no action no All hours we chillin' and max the flow Relaxing Opposites attracting I'ma toss my hat in Floss when the track spin Like I'm on a crack bend Jigging and wiggling Freakin' booties speakin' to the cuties so belligerent No religion just bump the feed on You'll feel reborn Negativity we just dead it like decoy Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on The pulse when it respawns Tap your toes and clap your hands (How many people ready to rock the house?)
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) Uh Uh, uh Uh, uh Uh, uh, ayy, Louis V to my last trip, bitch, stick to the transcript Ho, you wasn't invited, tell me why the fuck your ass here You would think I was bangin' OTF, only the fam' here Oh, you got that lo' to the last nigga?
Wasting ye we not wasting for Never gon be last we gon be first things sure Matter the weather we gon succeed cnd we getting better is from the lessons Stressing what's the stressing for Do what we do leading to fast lane cnd I do what I do it's for a living With the verbatim I use my transcript With my transcript I do the best things With the verbatim I use my transcript With my transcript I do the best things Popin like in bottles This pills got me feeling like I'm able The case I couldn't handle Go down on my kneels like jah What will I do oo Oh no pop up pills like every time I know I know ye am gonna die So am in love with this pills cnd this thing giving me trips cnd I don't know what to do So am in love with this pills cnd this thing giving me trips cnd I don't know what to do Oh oh oh oh Wasting ye we not wasting for Never gon be last we gon be first things sure Matter the weather we gon succeed cnd we getting better is from the lessons Stressing what's the stressing for Do what we do leading to fast lane cnd I do what I do it's for a living
He had severed it from the trunk, built a Huge fire in the sitting room, placed her head upon it, then (I owe a debt Here to Edgar Wallace, who edited the transcript of the Mahon trial), then the Storm broke with a violent flash of lightning and an appalling crash of Thunder.
Nigga I'm a scholar The incredible, hetero-sexual, credible Beg a hoe, let it go, dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit While you hand picked motherfuckers Givin up transcripts Lifes a bitch and then you die That's why we get high cause you Never know when you gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die That's why we puff life cause you Never know when you gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die That's why we get high cause you Never know when you gonna go Lifes a bitch and then you die That's why we puff life You can't break me Never make me busta soft the beats This Outlaw style got a Brother off the streets Miss Delores Tucker sue me I won't stop 'Til we get justice for these Crooked cops on my block Time Warner full of sissies Tell 'em all to miss me A bunch of hypocrites whistlin' Dixie Good riddance cause you never Should of touched me You cowards knew you couldn't Take the pressure I'ma make you sorry, Trust me Did I cry when they dropped me?
He a O-Z, I'm a whole ki Dope as a motherfucker, son, a whole [Incomprehensible] Bitches fiend for it, then they lean for it It ain't cocaine, but they wanna still blow it What you need, what you need Hoes offer me the pink slip and the deed Treat it just like weed Hit the right end, then pass it to her friend I'm a hustler, you a customer Them other niggaz you like, straight fuckin' ya Some of 'em lyin', most of 'em trickin' Others are dyin', some of 'em victims When you come from South Central LA That shit is like dirt weed, a nigga got a headache If you want it raw, now Make the call now, look me up, nigga (Holla @ your boy) Fiendin' for that good shit Take a look, bitch, what you need, baby (Holla @ your boy) I got it all day In the hallway on Broadway (Holla @ your boy) Sick of that blow up Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on home (Holla @ your boy) Ice Cube, back then they used to fuck me Now that I'm hot, these bitches still love me 'Cause I'm far from ugly Everywhere I go, they wanna kiss and hug me They say "Dopeman, dopeman I got your money don't turn into Konnan" Don't wanna see the G-hand I am the man from here to Cleveland Don't get mad, I get even Try to shake the van, think you're sleepin' Oh, my God, this nigga's leakin' Somebody best to call the deacon Any dose is a overdose Leave your punk-ass dead or a comatose And if you don't wanna listen My shit'll crack you out like Tyrone Biggums If you want it raw, now Make the call now, look me up, nigga (Holla @ your boy) Fiendin' for that good shit Take a look, bitch, what you need, baby (Holla @ your boy) I got it all day In the hallway on Broadway (Holla @ your boy) Sick of that blow up Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on home (Holla @ your boy) Holla, yeah But don't two-way a nigga Bitch, that ain't nothin' but a transcript Dumb bitch (I'll holla) Don't two-way a nigga man (I'll holla) Damn If you want it raw, now Make the call now, look me up, nigga (Holla @ your boy) Fiendin' for that good shit Take a look, bitch, what you need, baby (Holla @ your boy) I got it all day In the hallway on Broadway (Holla @ your boy) Sick of that blow up Gettin' stepped on, nigga, come on home (Holla @ your boy) Twenty years I've been servin' you fiends For twenty years (Holla @ your boy) Why would you fuck with anybody else, ha?
I wanna get down lower than Atlantis Going toe to toe with an enchantress Get funkier than funkadelic wearin' Pampers While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers Sharing transcripts while we over here Dipping and dancin' Rhythm romancin' Wallflowers Giving no action no All hours we chillin' and max the flow Relaxing Opposites attracting I'ma toss my hat in Floss when the track spin Like I'm on a crack binge Jigging and wiggling Freakin' booties speakin' to the cuties so belligerent No religion just bump the feed on You'll feel reborn Negativity we just dead it like decoy Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on The pulse when it respawns Tap your toes and clap your hands (How many people ready to rock the house?)
I wanna get down lower than Atlantis Going toe to toe with an enchantress Get funkier than funkadelic wearin' pampers While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers Sharing transcripts while we over here Dipping and dancin' Rhythm romancin' Wallflowers Giving no act you no All hours we chillin' and maxin', so Relaxing Opposites attracting I'm a toss my hat in Floss when the track spin Like I'm on a crack binge Jigging and wiggling Freakin' booties speakin' to the cuties so belligerent No religion just bump the feed on You'll feel reborn Negativity we just dead it like dcon Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on The pulse when it respawns Tap your toes and clap your hands (How many people ready to rock the house?)
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