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poor mans ride (freestyle)
poor man's ride
that old lincoln thinkin bout the weekend drivin drunk drinking
now it sits parked outside of the driveway of my ma's double wide
you better go hide
you cant kill me when im already dead inside
slack jaw walk around with my mouth open wide
got no pride
because i dont care what you think thats right
breath life into my hate go and see my dark side
livin on a cracka,
make fun of my starvin marvin weight fat ass greedy cartman motherfucker i will slap ya,
trap ya,
grown man knap ya,
have ya,
on your knees feelin lifes last breeze
stealin glances as it passes through the trees,
meanwhile barrel in your mouth better hope you dont sneeze
now thats a west side hollywood style cappa,
but in south side best believe we really will cap ya....
have a
-nother cigar you look like you could use a good smoke
lookin at me eggshell white broke yoke yet yes im still loked
coked out now broke,
better hope my money situations,
just a glitch in the equations,
but it really do seem as though everythings changin....
throwed out our home,
goin out now we roam
better hope its all a hoax,
better hope this jester only jokes
even so i dont think you'll laugh
when im right up against the glass
bashin in your home leavin many tracks,
cuz i really am peepin in yo window
goin hard for the win tho,
straight up the middle,
tryna get up at yo stash and of course your little wifeys ass like it aint a sin tho
dont think i wont leave ya bitch a widow
just for fun I keep fuxin with these foes
I keep em on they toes
lil daego’s what they call me son
go about it like I aint commit a murder now that ive furthered it into a fervor I’ll press the beef flip it like a burger eat it with mayo on a bun
arean roots and I eat vegetarian foods vegan drinkin ignorin
animals in the vodka better stay on the rum
stay on the run
they try to tell me it’s a game like latters n shoots like they play just for fun
I leave no finger nor foot prints cause I go quicker at the trigger cuz I got that hood sense
I’ll leave you no I already left you in the dust past tense
Like kuger bitch did to joey’s situation that’s friends
Well if that’s friends then who needs enemies?
To hang around em like these fools tryna get the best of me?
A better mc you will never be you may never see
Arrest me n test me ima still remain a G
Who will get in the ring and fight so viciously
knocked you out with ease
Out cold like somebody said freeze
All because I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
that old lincoln thinkin bout the weekend drivin drunk drinking
now it sits parked outside of the driveway of my ma's double wide
you better go hide
you cant kill me when im already dead inside
slack jaw walk around with my mouth open wide
got no pride
because i dont care what you think thats right
breath life into my hate go and see my dark side
livin on a cracka,
make fun of my starvin marvin weight fat ass greedy cartman motherfucker i will slap ya,
trap ya,
grown man knap ya,
have ya,
on your knees feelin lifes last breeze
stealin glances as it passes through the trees,
meanwhile barrel in your mouth better hope you dont sneeze
now thats a west side hollywood style cappa,
but in south side best believe we really will cap ya....
have a
-nother cigar you look like you could use a good smoke
lookin at me eggshell white broke yoke yet yes im still loked
coked out now broke,
better hope my money situations,
just a glitch in the equations,
but it really do seem as though everythings changin....
throwed out our home,
goin out now we roam
better hope its all a hoax,
better hope this jester only jokes
even so i dont think you'll laugh
when im right up against the glass
bashin in your home leavin many tracks,
cuz i really am peepin in yo window
goin hard for the win tho,
straight up the middle,
tryna get up at yo stash and of course your little wifeys ass like it aint a sin tho
dont think i wont leave ya bitch a widow
just for fun I keep fuxin with these foes
I keep em on they toes
lil daego’s what they call me son
go about it like I aint commit a murder now that ive furthered it into a fervor I’ll press the beef flip it like a burger eat it with mayo on a bun
arean roots and I eat vegetarian foods vegan drinkin ignorin
animals in the vodka better stay on the rum
stay on the run
they try to tell me it’s a game like latters n shoots like they play just for fun
I leave no finger nor foot prints cause I go quicker at the trigger cuz I got that hood sense
I’ll leave you no I already left you in the dust past tense
Like kuger bitch did to joey’s situation that’s friends
Well if that’s friends then who needs enemies?
To hang around em like these fools tryna get the best of me?
A better mc you will never be you may never see
Arrest me n test me ima still remain a G
Who will get in the ring and fight so viciously
knocked you out with ease
Out cold like somebody said freeze
All because I float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
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