I was born torn between these beats & these freaks
Meter peaked, I need a release
Feed the beast within, party & pimpin
Charley Television, 3D edition
Game official, I ain't playin wit you
Saw you from across the room so I came to get you
I don't want your number, I just want some time
Promise you'll be mine as long as the sun shines
I ordered a beer then whispered in her ear
Where can we get a lil privacy around here
She said, Finish your drink and I'll show ya
I downed my Corona like a bottle of soda
She took hold of my hand and we bounced
Fast forward; her place. I'm sittin on the couch
Baby fixin drinks in her draws, ya'll
Just ain't ready for it raw, naw
What you want
What you need
Is what I got
Yes indeed
Get in line
V.I.P
Let's rock the spot
Drinks on me
Its a cloud of smoke
Indonesia
When I approach
Chokin on cheeba
Grab your girl
Still cant keep her
Better hold her close
Get you some
I was born torn between these beats and these streets
Chiefin keef, I need some relief
Feed the beast within, partyin and spittin
Charley Technician, diamond edition
I step on the sect like death
Eradicate fake MC's for makin threats
Oh, you wanna test? We could battle for breath
Lock horns & perform til there's one of us left
And that would be me; funky fresh in the flesh
Spit terrific lines for specific effects
Which one of ya'll next to get blessed by the best
Baptize ya guys, now they wet, by request
Ask for it & get it in less than a minute
Its finished before it starts. Microphone menace
This the sickness, sendin niggas to clinics
Vintage lyricism, what's the business
What you want
What you need
Is what I got
Yes indeed
Get in line
V.I.P
Let's rock the spot
Drinks on me
Its a cloud of smoke
Indonesia
When I approach
Chokin on cheeba
Grab your girl
She hotter than a fever
Better hold her close
Get you some
I was born scorned, addicted to porn
All out junkie for hip-hop in any form
Live it; I love it. In private, in public
Came up from shit and now a nigga run it
The takeover cometh, you cant run from it
You scared to get confronted, me and my dogs like, Fuck it
Que sera sera, headed to the bar
Ready for, whatever, joe, smokin in the car
Cock back, shoot for the stars, hit em
Marksmen. Livin definition of precision
Killin any foreign organism for the rhythm
Haters see me flickin' I know it's sorta sickenin
What can I say man? What to do
Smoke more haze, drink more brew
Fuck mo hoes, get mo dough
Same shit, new day. The flow so cold
What you want
What you need
Is what I got
Yes indeed
Get in line
V.I.P
Let's rock the spot
Drinks on me
Its a cloud of smoke
Indonesia
When I approach
Chokin on cheeba
Grab your girl
Better hold her close
Get you some