momma i'm so sorry
Singer:clipse, the
pusha spit this shit for y'all
youngin' don't make my cells rise
i shoot you out ya chuckers
pusha hear the whispers of all you mothafuckers
papa said stay free of them suckers
street balla like the rucker
skip to my lou if you lookin' for a couple
keep the hood screaming?caca doodle doo fuckers?
how the fuck you tryin' to jacka
got 'em running for they life
i philosophies about glocks and keys
niggaz call me young black socrates
bitch drop to knees quick
with dreams of being a rich man's bitch
pull triggers and they shit click
so many bullets jammed in my shit
shake the diamonds out my wrists
i don't fear tubbs and crockett
got two hot rocks in my pocket
my only accomplice is my conscious
'cept my hustle now flows
that accounts for all them days in the cold
feels like kissing cake mix
can't wait to lick the bowl
but it's a bigger picture
homes trust i done seen it
from italy's milan to the shores of nepali
now i consider ferrarian salvador dollies
that's why i seen distance
even the? norwegian women
blonde hair and blue eyes
i'm gettin' back with a vengeance
whip it like they want me all attached to the kitten
and they wonder in these raps if i'm kiddin'
i don't fear tubbs and crockett
got two hot rocks in my pocket
my only accomplice is my conscious
once again i hate to bother
it's p the evil creeper send some to the grim reaper
me and my mrs. like soloman and sheeba
sign of the times her emilio gucci sneakers
i damn near died from bolivia
it don't take much to get rid of ya
i'm sorry grandmama for mistakes i have made
when i aired family business
how you put me in my place
i can't look you in the face
you a symbol of god's grace
so i place you in the flower bed
throughout the house and keep the youngin's mouthes fed
i gave structure to the youth by the example i lead
i don't fear tubbs and crockett
got two hot rocks in my pocket
my only accomplice is my conscious