Once you call my out Things will be the same They have never let us Get off foot in game
Ever since I was to rap music I missin' a screw like Bishop and Juice I could lose it at any Those who know me it
So they probaly told you go the flow Just so I don't explode and Have another episode I let it go As far as the one Benzino did
I'm waitin' for next beef I'm cocked, and loaded I'm ready to go so bad I'm goin' My dick's so hard Anna Nicole Use it to fuckin' pole vault
Oh, shit! I mean when she was bloated Before they cut her stomach and lypo'ed it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name, it's a 'Cause know that they don't spit the same It's a shame what people do for ten minutes of
Everyday, it's the thing in this game try to buddy, buddy us Just to get close enough to us Everybody just wants to have to do with that They all tryin' to get stamp
after that Shady, aftermath money It's like a probably just now finally Understand how to rob 50 Cent was like a fuckin' for me And Dre, it's like we hit the lottery
And a damn slot machine at the same time as each Why the fuck you we ride like we brothers When we rhyme each other? In time we that we have more in common we thought with each other Both robbed of our
Our fathers ain't us What was with us, was it our fault 'Cause we started God doesn't love us Two odd Who just happened to meet at the time What a coincidence 'cause when 50 got up in Jamaica Queens I still the call up at Chung King 'cause
Big L had got popped just a month before If 50 lives, he's gettin' from Columbia Two years later me and Doc had to and operate That's he popped up a number one And we ain't never stop if you wonderin' if I'm under the gun
You ain't gotta agree all the time me Or see eye to eye There'll be animosity between you and I But see the is if it is I could give a shit
Still gonna conduct motherfuckin' as usual Ego's aside I bruise 'em all Swallow your 'fore I step on it with shoes you call Nike's, Earthlings, how do you like You gotta love 'em, look at the bottom of 'em, they're like
Stompin', I been Since Tim Dogg was 'Fuck Compton' I was whilin', Back when they was makin' Maxell cassettes I wasn't even raps yet
That us that Any doubts in your head that seals the Ricky Toc, Ticky Ticky Toc Still with the Diggy Diggy Doc, Diggy Doc And ya don't