Whatever…
Dre, just let it run
Aiyyo turn the beat up a little bit
Aiyyo… this song is for anyone… fuck it
Just shut up and listen, aiyyo…
I sit back with this pack of Zig Zags and this bag
Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be
The most meanest MC on this – on this Earth
And since birth I’ve been cursed with this curse to just curse
And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works
And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve
All this tension dispensin these sentences
Gettin this stress that’s been eatin me recently off of this chest
And I rest again peacefully (peacefully)…
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Psst… hey, listen!
Lalalalala! I love my job. Whoo! Makes me feel like Superman!
Can you fly? I can. Wanna see?
[Chorus]
I’m only entertaining you
My goal is to stimulate, making you high
And take you and I
To a place you can’t see
But I believe you can fly
I don’t mean nobody harm, I’m just partying
I’m not your dad, not your mom, not your guardian
Just a man who’s on the mic
So let me entertain you… Read more… …
[Chorus]
My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can’t see at all
And even if I could it’ll all be gray,
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it’s not so bad,
It’s not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain’t callin’
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got ‘em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin’
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot ‘em
But anyways, **** it, what’s been up? Man how’s your daughter?
My girlfriend’s pregnant too, I’m bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I’m a call her? Read more… …
