when I'm buyin' Niggas gettin' money, know what I'm eye'n Shiesty again, no where without iron Seems like my school life self destroyed Fuck gettin'
, you gotta respect it The hood's still in back of me, guns still beside of me Still for the street, hoes, they wanna ride wit me Big print, like I just hit lottery Like
And I know you wish you caught me before I flew off But I was running red lights like Rudolph Just so I can zoom off, like taking Nike shoes off Hit the
't just stand there, let's gloat over it Aw oh, I don't think you're going to like this "must clear the old regime' away The residue must be destroyed
liquid, my wife trippin' My whole clique, I shit da wippin', last switchin' Benz to Benz skippin', supastar hittin' Your whole world is ice rippin', you like sniffin' Ya like
major pain as we shoot and destroy It's like i'm bringing war to your front door, front door ... I can get a hooker shot like urban You never bust repping just like
Fuck what they all say, you gon' be like "no way" You gon' like us so much you gon' turn gay [Smilez] Yeah and I'm about cake If you not then skate Ya
Matrix Pig Destroyer, Anakis kiss, splatter your patriots Make coast stops, injectin' my pockets with Botox Latex bitches be chokin' on cock like Blow-Pops My flows hot, my glocks like
understand the silence, Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so you can't hear the silence Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window
to the ghetto Like b.b. king blow the blues, Bullets ? ? ? cause fools can't escape this Niggas lose they life for stickin' they nose in my cake mix And like
in for sellin' cakes For, for sellin' cakes For, for sellin' cakes Or, or sniffin' flakes Or, or sniffin' flakes Or, or sniffin' flakes For, for sellin' cakes
on in the slums We want the whole cake, nigga - we don't want no crums Stupid shit - we avoid it Dope - we exploit it Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed
should destroy the bogus capitalist process that is destroying youth culture by mass marketing, and commercial paranoia behavior control. And the first step is to destroy
Verse 1: Uh, yo Her shoes straight was hooker Don't play, I cook it, what's shakin' sugar I'm gettin' cake, fetti, cheddy, makin' mucke She said she hate
Take her somewhere remote, got her open like a cargo pod Our lyrics blend like camouflage You be wondering what's happened like Rog Yeah, son zoom like
are with us And you take a fair slice of the cake That we bake then you break That would be real cool But y'all wanna act like fools! (What's up with
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