Alone lyrics - Nick Cannon
I had it all but I let it slip away
Ooh, ah, yeah
Now I wander around
Feeling down and cold
I don't wanna be here
I don't wanna be here alone
First off, I'ma say I ain't got nothing but love for ya (got nothing but love)
I'ma stay away, I ain't tryna fuck it up for ya
I'ma keep my distance, stay in my lane
'Cause I know you got a man, it's a little too late
She left me alone, alone, alone now
'Cause imagine a bone, bone, bone now
Got me singing sad songs, songs, songs, songs, like
I don't wanna be here alone
I been trying to keep my distance, keep my distance
I been lying, I say I'm cool when I know I miss it
I trade it all for the case if I could have you back
If I could go back to where we started at
I know you got a new man, so I stay away, not get in the way
I stay alone, try to play it safe, but these memories, I cannot erase
But every time I need some love, I can't find it
This is a subtle reminder that I'm still undecided
First off, I'ma say I ain't got nothing but love for ya
Got nothing but love, I'ma stay away, I ain't tryna fuck it up for ya
I'ma keep my distance, stay in my lane
'Cause I know you got a man, it's a little too late
She left me alone, alone, alone now
'Cause imagine a bone, bone, bone now
Got me singing sad songs, songs, songs, songs, like
I don't wanna be here alone
As much as I want you back
It's probably better where you at
Probably better where you at
'Cause I'm still running the streets
I'm still all in the sheets
Having babies, models, and singers, and actresses
Saying they pregnant by me
Have to pay ten thousand dollars a week
I take care of my peeps
Now you don't worry about when I creep
You got a man next to you when you sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep
And I don't wanna be the one that make you doing what you do
All the same shit
I'll be the first to say that I ain't shit
You can stay with me
First off, I'ma say I ain't got nothing but love for ya (got nothing but love)
I'ma stay away, I ain't tryna fuck it up for ya
I'ma keep my distance, stay in my lane
'Cause I know you got a man, it's a little too late
She left me alone, alone, alone now
'Cause imagine a bone, bone, bone now
Got me singing sad songs, songs, songs, songs, like
I don't wanna be here alone
Shit
Sometimes I just be laying out late at night
Thinking like, how'd I get here?
Just one of them things
Where you just feel like you fucked up and I can't stop crying, 'cause
I don't wanna be here alone
Big Clouds lyrics - Nick Cannon
Why you going upward huh?
Unh
Watching all these people fall, watching all these people change
For money and them strange things
I been really out the way, they tryna talk I'm not today
She be tryna conversate, I tell her that shit complicated
Oh lord, this shit is crazy, they been lying lately
Yeah lord, they kill our babies I been crying lately
How the fuck they say I'm racist when we dying daily
Pain coming, feel it in the air, I smell that rain come
Say they love me then they switch and try
To strip my name from me, my people with me
I done took some losses, some I can't remember
They hated on me, that nigga lost me I can't fake with him
No, no-no-no
Watching all these people fall, watching all these people change
For money and them strange things
My people tryna find a way
They want truth, got time today
Ain't feeling like I use to ooh, I been hurting, I been oh so through
Everybody smokin' now, I'm tryna what that about
I tell 'em cut that capping out
I got big clouds all over my head
Big clouds and they raining on me
They say one day it's gon' change
I say I'm waiting on it
I wear this crown like a king
They can't take it from me
No, no-no-no
Watching all these people fall, watching all these people change
For money and them strange things
My people tryna find a way
They want truth, got time today
I got big clouds all over my head
Big clouds and they raining on me
Just wanna help my people make it
No wonder why these people hate me
Strange fruit up in these trees
Can't dap 'em, we just leave 'em hanging
I got big clouds all over my head
Big clouds and they raining on me
Just wanna help my people make it
No wonder why these people hate me
Strange fruit up in these trees
Can't dap 'em, we just leave 'em hanging
We gon' smoke
We gon' smoke (Strange fruit up in these trees, can't dap 'em, we just leave 'em hanging)
Smoke (We gon' smoke)
We gon' smoke
I got big clouds all over my head
Big clouds and they raining on me
I just wanna help my people
The big, big clouds
We gon' smoke (We gon' smoke)
We gon smoke (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We gon' smoke (I'm tryna smoke with you)
We gon' smoke (Oh, oh, oh)
We gon' smoke (I wanna smoke)
We gon' smoke (Ooh)
We gon' smoke (What we gon' do?, what we gon' do?)
We gon' smoke (I wanna smoke, smoke, smoke with you)
Canceled: Invitation (Eminem Diss) lyrics - Nick Cannon
Think about it, punk motherfucker
You've been disrespecting our queens for years
Matter fact, why don't you tell 'em how you really feel, Marshall
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)
Had to put my motherfucking turban on
Outside your motherfuckin' suburban home
Protestin' with AKs and guns
Our queens don't need your racism
You're the KKK of this generation
Okay-kay-kay, did I take it too far?
He's a rap star, run nigga run
Standing my ground, fruit of Islam
I don't give a fuck if his ass was young
Can't let that slide, that's on my son
God damn right, yeah, I'm on one
'Cause ain't no age for white rage
Succinctly in your DNA
I seen you at the VMAs
All them niggas that was with you, you treated 'em like indentured slaves
Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us
Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers
Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered
Now I'ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers
(Em, what'd you said about the original woman?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)
This for Rosa and Coretta, Assata and Loretta
Betty, Roseta, Angela, Mahalia
Dr. Bethune, Sojourner, she the truth
I do it for the culture, the new Oprah in the booth
Lord Jamar told your ass you was a guest in our house
I'm tryna find out who the fuck let this pest in our house
Close the door, apology tour, for sure they gon' say I'm race baiting
But I had to lure 'em with the hate just to keep [?]
Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us
Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers
Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered
Now I'ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)
You heard him, that's how you feel about us
You just gon' keep letting that ride?
Oh yeah the hop and bop and all House negros that keep defendin' this motherfucker
Holla at me, I got some books you should read
Oh, and Marshall, I tried to give you an invitation
Now that invitation cancelled
Divorce Papers (Freestyle) lyrics - Nick Cannon
Uhh, guess I got to talk about it
Yea, alright
Divorce papers, my lawyer said "don't say shit"
Goldman gon' be mad, Nina gon' be heated
They havin' private meetings saying "Nick is going crazy"
He out here wearing turbans, next he tryna battle Jay Z
Haters in my comments sayin' "Eminem the greatest"
Shit, I agree - where he at, doe?
I'm a fan yo, but first and foremost
I'm a man though, that 2010 bullshit
Nigga been let that go, Stan flow
"Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't call
Tea's goin' cold, the writing's on the wall"
But dog, there's certain shit I can't stand for
So all the Stans gotta understand though, damn
Em, right now I could really relate to him
Drug habits, all the pain that he was in
Seein' foul shit when you don't know
Where your baby mama been
Ironically, I felt the same way about a chick named Kim
Since we got a lot in common
Maybe he could recommend some rehab for me
'Member when the fan's was glad for me
Now they wanna bag, talk shit, and dab on me
They don't realize my pop just died, damn, homie
This my real life, I almost died twice myself
But fuck my health, y'all felt I kept this shit held up
Over some motherfucking alimony?
Now who phony?
When y'all need help, y'all call me
When I need help, y'all call TMZ
Y'all believe everything that y'all see
Maaan, even the niggas who can't read
Hate is a disease
And now I'm in the streets tryna make this track the vaccine
My Dad said next time that I need to find a black queen
He don't understand that she was already that
I feel trapped, queen - where Fetty at?
Cause right now, I could really use some rémy
And I don't even drink, but this truth serum's in me
When Drake was Jimmy, mill-i-ons I had twenty
Older women I had plenty, but from the outside
Y'all thought I was just silly
I first tried to holla when Usher was with Chilli
We could've made a killin'!
If Kanye feel like Pablo, I feel like Ike
Turn up? I just might
When the world hate you because of what she sing about
I should've listened to y'all tips - bring 'em out
What happened to the rings? Did she fling 'em out?
Do she trip when she see me with a new 'ting around?
We single now, but we really need to think about
Is how a child deals, how a child feels
Because we got two and they brilliant for real
Resilient for real
My daughter said "Daddy why yo' eyes in tears?"
"Because the last time I dropped you and your brother off
I didn't get a call next day and it felt like years
And I'ma be honest sometimes I hate to hear
Y'all on the other line havin' fun without me"
I wonder if my son will ever doubt me
Cause what the press write about me
I done lost faith in everybody
What's love? I don't care about it
I just want my kids to be safe, there you got it
Now y'all happy? Hope she happy. Know she happy
Paparazzi snappin', fuck 'em all cause they see my sadness
And just walk it off, I guess I'm the dog
That caused it all, it's what the rags wrote
Y'all never know, cause I'll never talk
If I speak, only spiritual gifts about my dream girl
Was blessed to make miracles with
And I'ma lay it on thick, like that miracle chick
Watt's up, shots out to the southeast Nick
Whether poetry or Wild 'N Out my mouthpiece sick
And I'm about to spit it out, like Steph in the clutch
Been a warrior with mine
You niggas just wasn't steppin' it up
You boys was too cavalier, Kevin Lovin' it up
And now I can't see my kids cause the government suck
Republicans cheer when the black families split up
Before? "No child support,"black daddy good luck!"
Roc' shaking me awake, like "Daddy get up!
Are you woke? Are you woke?
Are you broke? Are you broke?
I don't know, either way, Daddy we gotta go!"
It's been over two years and I'm the one that's been waitin'
It's fucked up that the time that you spend with your own kids
Is called "visitation"
Man, fuck it let's sign these papers
[throws headphones]
Hey Nick lyrics - Nick Cannon
(Nick Cannon Show Theme Song)
Hey Nick, hey Nick
Hey Nick, hey Nick
(Friends and family smiling everyday)
Hey Nick, hey Nick
Hey Nick
No more stressing, no more sad songs
Count your blessings even when you're feeling low
You've got to turn around and turn on your favorite show
'Cause we 'bout to tire now making everybody go, hey Nick
Where all my ladies? (Hey)
Where all my players? (Ooh)
Friends and family smiling everyday
And everybody say, hey Nick
Where all my ladies? (Hey)
Players, do you feel me? (Ooh)
With the family smiling everyday
And everybody say, hey Nick
Hey Nick, hey Nick
Hey Nick, hey Nick
Hey Nick, hey Nick
Everybody say, hey Nick
I Can't Breathe... Again lyrics - Nick Cannon
I can't breathe… Again!
Gaht Damn! I can't breathe!
Our voices haves been quarantined Covid 19-60s to 1619
Jamestown choked me, sold me
Shackles hold me tightly, by my neck
And I can't breathe… Again
2020 ain't no fucking vision
On your Tell-Lie-Vision
Of why I'm living as a prejudged Villain!
CNN, FOX news commentating and debating
While I can't fucking breathe… Again!
How many times do I have to say this!
I'm taking the gloves off
Because Racism is the main deadliness that's contagious!
I just got diagnosed and received a degree in criminology
But fuck your education
I don't want to learn shit from a nation that's racist
Definition of Policing
Overseeing property
I can't understand how the white man never understood
How to handle the Hue man properly
The honorable Elijah Muhammad and the Noble Drew Ali spoke
Constantly, consciously and cautiously
About this ungodly prophecy
And you still worried about your profits see!
Amazon Deliveries, Hand outs! Hands up don't shoot
But now you're knees on my neck
Stopping me, from occupying oxygen
That God obviously brought for me
For I am his offspring
His true seed
Muthafucka get off of me!
Please! I can't breathe!
Please somebody call the police on the police!
Cuz I can't breathe ….Again!
And Everything Hurts!
Your words!
Your knees!
Your nerve!
Your white wife who had the nerve
To say she was frightened by black life
While my face is on the fucking curb!
I ain't scared of no fucking virus
This mask is for a riot
I can't breathe
And the media telling me to keep quiet
Suffocating me into silence!
The devils greatest trick
Convincing the world that we were the ones who were violent
Naw they the ones deficient, insufficient comprehension
Of their barbaric existence
Y'all worried about this pandemic
When our grandparents still trying to recover
From when you gave them Syphilis!
Because in our blood
We're scared of the white cells
Attacking our immunity
The system
Defective
Infected
So Who has the disease you or me?
Because I'm at a dis ease, dis advantage, dismantled, disability
Of your white knees killing me
Been on our neck for centuries
Knees or trees
Either way you're still lynching me!
And What did we ever do to you
Except for build and make America Great Initially!
Fuck Again! Because I can't breathe
Potentially, you missing me
Clearly not listening, intentionally
We are a people of peace
But like Pac said I ain't no killer
But your policies are pushin' me further to the ledge-is-lation
Jumping off The edge-u-cation
While your skin heads to damnation
And your Klan-destined rhetoric will forever be evident
Fuck the elite and the top 3 percent I'm heaven sent!
I was born Asiatic
And you made me asthmatic
So fuck your vaccines and masks
You gonna worry about these hands tomorrow
Cuz you can't sanitize the past
You may have took my last breath
But you'll never colonize my Spirit
Standing there watching while I die…
I can't breathe and you still can't hear it!
Pray 4 My City lyrics - Nick Cannon
(from "Chi-Raq" soundtrack)
This is an emergency, this is an emergency
Police sirens, everyday
People dyin', everyday
Mamas cryin', everyday
Fathers tryin', everyday
Tryin' to get my head straight
This the city of Chi-Raq, get your bed made
See death around the corner, boy I dodge him like I owe 'em
I don't talk if I don't know 'em
Niggas plottin' niggas on me
Boy, I lost homies
Some died, some crossed on me
I love the niggas that's down for me
Fuck the ones that sent shots on me, yeah
If the bill's late, they rob you just to get the bills paid
Niggas workin' for a payout
Everyday lookin' for a way out
Get released from jail and try to stay out
Pray to God, see how it play out
But maybe God tryin' to test me
This life that I'm livin' so stressful
In one second I'mma let loose
And everybody in here gonna catch it
Cause right now I can't take it
Lord, when I'm gonna make it?
Cause this Chi-Raq and my city lost
I can't fall victim to Satan
Please pray for my city, hurry up
Please pray for my city
Too much hate in my city
Too many heartaches in my city
But I got faith in my city
This Chi-Raq and I love that
You can't take it away from my city
Some can't relate to my city
They die everyday in my city
Real talk, I lost plenty
But I'm still out here gettin' it
On the block with my brothers
Tryin' to eat cause we all hungry
Walkin' up the wrong block and get ya hit up
That's why I gotta keep somethin' on me
Can't trust none, can't feed him, he ain't done nothin'
I hustle hard for my loved ones
Some wasn't and some was, but I don't judge
Go hard for my city, cause my city got it
They ain't wanna see my city have it
I ain't have it so I went and got it
They talk down on my city but my city matter
Please pray for my city
Too much hate in my city
Too many heartaches in my city
But I got faith in my city
This Chi-Raq and I love that
You can't take it away from my city
Some can't relate to my city
They die everyday in my city, yeah
[x2]
I'm from that city where forties get clapped
This story of fact
Niggas can't shoot so babies get whacked
That's how it is in Chi-Raq
And y'all mad cause I don't call it Chicago
But I don't live in no fuckin' Chicago, boy I live in Chi-Raq
Chi-Raq, Chi-Raq, Chi-Raq
Boy I live in Chi-Raq
Pray For Him lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. The Black Squad)
(Eminem Diss)
Marshall
We still waitin'
Now we gotta pray for him (Haha)
(It's incredible)
[Charlie Clips:]
Lord, forgive us I know that it's kinda wrong
For five brothers this talented to be on one song (Facts)
But that white boy, he is nice (He is)
But he crossed the black man, Lord Jesus Christ (He gotta go)
We gon' pray for him (Uh), and move Hailie out the way when we spray cans
We don't shoot kids and women (Nah), we shootin' amen (Amen)
Look, that double entendre kinda heavily (It was)
Damn, Em', what you like five minutes away from seventy? (Oh man, hah)
Oops, I meant forty-seven (Ah)
Send him to Hell if he bored of Heaven (Bored of Heaven)
Strappin' the dynamite, word to Floyd and Evans (Good times)
I get to gripin' the Glock, he better call a reverend (Raah)
And give Eminem falls and knock him out his Jordan 7's (Woo)
Oh, you got your own sneakers? That's okay (That's wassup)
Well, to let you know, them Wild'n Out out Jordans is on the way (Facts)
Nah, I ain't do this verse for the fame or the clout (Not at all)
I did this verse to say keep my brother name out your mouth (Ah, incredible)
[Hitman Holla:]
I mean at this point it's bullyin', 'cause I know he ain't gon' clap back
So I don't be dealin' with these rap cats
I'm the best and that's that
Put that on everything, get my CashApp
A bunch of red rags and black 'Lacs
Incredible, they catch me with this, I'm goin' federal
I've been a star, your favorite actress wanna get sexual
You've been afraid, Em', this ain't that renegade, Em
Where you ain't purp'd up, you sweeter than lemonade, Em'
Black Squad, you won't link with them
See, you tried to bully P!nk and them
Britney Spears and NSYNC and them
And got the beefin' with Ja Rule with the cops behind you
And every show since '04, you've had to swat behind you
Man, y'all find a all-time great in a small town lake
I hawk 'em down with the K
Don't you got a cash flow? What the fuck you mad for?
Subtract you, add a casket, that's the aftermath, ho, Holla
[Conceited:]
Hi Slim, let's kill it with all the chit-chat
Eminem, but you get the sticks, now that's a Kit Kat (Kat)
So, wait, dammit, you mad that you ain't Cannon
All them pills, you stay crammin' still givin' you brain damage (B-B-Brain damage)
Your guilty conscious told you, you was the man and all
But now you just a circus act, 'cause you stay up on cannonballs (Balls)
You always hide in your trailer, we know you big mad (Mad)
Get your bitch to run in our lap like this is gym class (Woo)
'Cause all my niggas just stand up like Sinbad
Big Mac in the can that get rid of slim fast (Blah)
Instead of stayin' in the booth to get your rhymin' out
It's season 15, here's your invite to Wild'n Out
Ain't no bad-doin', 'cause all of my troops thorough (Thorough)
Ain't got no bitch, Glock Nina, my new girl (off on her)
I'm sick of all my homies keep dyin', might puke Earl (Eugh)
God should've took Em' and just let us keep Juice WRLD
Look, Nick, my brother, you dissed him, that gotta suffer
I told him, "Don't diss you back, let us handle this motherfucker"
Look, I scratched the serial number off of the baby llama
Em' ain't seen a ratchet this dirty since his baby-mama
[Nick Cannon:]
Goddamn, y'all niggas ain't had to do him like that
Shit, we don't do it, we over-do it
You play fucked up games, win fucked up prizes
All this cocaine out here, and you wanna put your nose in my business
Told you, I ain't had to rap on this motherfucker
You know what? I'm not gon' rap
I'ma just do what you did, haha
You used to be in a position to talk to kids and they listen
Now you a politician? You voted for Trump, bitch, admit it (Ha)
They used to call you a menace and that shoe fit you wore (Not no more)
But now you gettin' facelifts like a Instagram-whore (Yoy bitch)
Used to be the king of the world, Ludacris, lucrative lyrics
Now all you do is just growl
Like you got tourettes and the sterics
Maybe it's your mommy issues (Haha)
Maybe your white devilish spirit (You the devil)
He made the original music that your fans used to cherish
Now you're debated, disputed, hated
And viewed in America as a motherfuckin' drug addict (Bitch)
You'll never be a legend (Marshall)
Em', you should really start to stare at who's in the mirror
Look at all the fuckin' botox, bitch, I know you're embarrassed (Hahaha)
Fuck all the tricks and the gimmicks
You like the new white supremacist
Say the same fuckin' sentences
Nigga, you ain't no lyricist
Lam, blam, flam, flam, take Xans and train xans
I bet you never thought the kill shot will come from the cannon, blaow
You used to be a renegade
"Ayy, no one did it, Nick Cannon was gonna start wildin' out on me, wildin' out on me"
(It's incredible)
The Invitation lyrics - Nick Cannon (feat. Suge Knight, Hitman Holla, Charlie Clips & Prince Eazy)
[Suge Knight:]
(Number will be monitored and recorded)
Check this out, uh, Eminem, whatever your name is, right
You know, I don't never do no talkin', but Nick is family
This is your invitation (Hitmaka, th-there he go)
To prove to everybody else what you're about (Go Grizz)
Winner takes all (Now it's on)
Eminem's a bitch
[Chorus:]
Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed
I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand
I just want the real, baby, you can have my last
You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back
[Nick Cannon:]
Ain't no comin' back, that's a fact, this the invitation
Told Joe to lean back, don't get hit with this retaliation
I fuck with Crack, but the white boy he fuck with crack (Crack)
Pills and smack, shit, and he 'bout to relapse
Call Kim, somebody get Hailie
And that other kid you raisin', that ain't even your baby (Daddy)
Took a page out of Drake book, this might get a Grammy
We goin' back to back 'til you respond on the family
My baby mama killed you off a decade ago
You're still cryin' about it, bitch, now who really the ho?
I called Joe to set you up and you fell for the job
Slim won't show for the video, 'cause he terrified of my squad
I heard your chauffeur got a video of you suckin' a cock
You paid him off, then laid him off, now who really the opp?
Suge called me the new 'Pac, I ain't no killer but don't push me
How the fuck y'all got me battlin' Elvis Pussly? Nigga
[Chorus:]
Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed
I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand (Yeah)
I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (Incredible game)
You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back
[Hitman Holla:]
This gotta be karma 'cause he's shit out of luck
Eminem the perfect name, 'cause this nigga a nut
You used to beef with Nickelodeon Nick
He call Hit, and I come with the mop and get on my custodian shit
Like bada-boom, dotted beam, llama sing
Got spazz, put Eminem in the bag, it's Halloween
This ain't an 8 Mile battle, man, I'll do you awful
My competition in the target, I think it's Marshall
Holla
[Chorus:]
Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed
I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand (Facts)
I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (Incredible, I got it)
You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back
[Charlie Clips & Nick Cannon:]
Come on Nick, that's Marshall, you don't need help
Nigga, you a rider? No safety, fuck a seatbelt
What? Is he out of his mind? I got a Glock
And don't Eminem belong on the side of a .9? That's crazy
Man, you act like Nick hurtin' your dreams
You an M&M, how you mad a star burst on the scene? (Haha, you get that?)
Let me find out you still in that trailer park, this how we do
Run up and shoot the trailer, this the preview
Clips
[Chorus:]
Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed
I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand
I just want the real, baby, you can have my last (I am)
You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back (Eazy)
[Prince Eazy:]
He ain't really for the culture
Fucked his baby mama in a choker (Choker)
Picked her up like a chauffeur (Skrrt)
On that Twitter wall like a poster (Ugh)
On fonem she'll get cracked like cocaine mixed with soda
When I take her soul, if the bitch die, I'ma still eat her, I'm a vulture
Why Mariah name in your mouth?
You forty-seven chasin' clout
"Obsessed" came out in '08 and you just puttin' some out? (Damn)
'Cause Marshall think he a ape, but a white boy with a backpack
I do this shit for my real niggas, not the white boys tryna act black, on God
(Eazy)
[Chorus:]
Hundreds everywhere now it's money on the bed
I can say I love it, but it's hard to understand
I just want the real, baby, you can have my last
You know, if you go out, baby, ain't no comin' back
[Suge Knight:]
It-it-it's time to sick that ol' buster ass, motherfucker
But the shit you gotta realize you run that shit out there, man
And at the end of the day, you got every person in the industry and every person in the streets
Shit, where he gon' go? He just the new Vanilla Ice
'Cause it's a matter of time before he hangin', right?
Eminem's a bitch for bringin' bullshit up that's not true
Say some shit and then when shit get a little hot, everybody wanna fall back
Or they wanna run around with all these police
You know, that ain't part-you're gonna be a rapper
Any time you're a rapper, you shouldn't have a whole bunch of police badges around you
Any time you be a rapper, you're supposed to be able to meet up with motherfuckers and handle your business
But all we gotta do, is get that motherfucker in the ring with you and you're gonna beat the dogshit out of him
That motherfuckin' simple
Nick Cannon is a force in it-itself
And if you have proper time for conversation, y'all got the same energy for doin' stuff for the people
He not scared to do stuff for the people
So if this dude want a real target on his back, that's on him
But don't talk no shit and go and hide
And you know what you call a man who ain't gon' stand up and fight? He's a bitch
We should tell the motherfuckers in Detroit he got twenty-four hours to respond or they need kick his ass out that mothafuckin' city
Hahahahaha, haha
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