So you got so many diamonds You wear all the finest clothes And your grill is shining As you're driving down the street of gold BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE
(Verse 1:) Mama always told me I was crazy My hoes say I'm amazin but I don't listen 2 a lady But the bitch say I'm hot and I say no bitch I'm blazin Like wat the fuck u expect I'm a muthafuckin cajun And I feel caged in my mind it's like my flow is doin time I go crazy inside but when it comes out it's fine like wine Wait Watch See I get betta with time like a watch Osh kosh b'gosh posh spice husband Couldn't kick it like I kick it bitch I kicks it No cereal like a land and I sticks it Wherever she asks me after she licks it That's too explicit but y u listenin *SNIFFS* I smell smoke and somethin sizzlin That's her pussy so hey pussy play with pussy or play pussy
(Chorus:) BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE
(Verse 2:) They say you're nobody til somebody kills you But where I'm from you're nobody til you kill somebody And you kno what they say When you're great it's not murder it's assinate So assinate me bitch Cause I'm doin the same shit martin luther king did Checkin in the same hotel in the same suite bitch same balcony Like assinate me bitch (? ) I don't rap I film movies with my rap You can call me Mr. Director Chair Yea and that's a wrap Cut On 2 the next Not to the next scene bitch the next check Some say the X makes the sex pects So play with the pussy or play pussy
(Hook:) So you got so many diamonds(hey pussy lay pussy) You wear all the finest clothes(go or die say pussy and I say) And your grill is shining(lay pussy lay pussy lay pussy) As you're driving down the street of gold(Hey Pussy) BUT YOU CANT BLAME ME IF I SET DIS STAGE ON FIRE(Hey Pussy Don't Play Pussy) GET EM!
(Verse 3:) Straight off the corner Apple and Eagle Braveheart bitch like the times are medieval Married to the game, Divorce the Cathedral Standin on the corner selling Porcelain to People Forced into evil, It's all in your head It's also cerebral, call me Canival You follow when I lead you Straight to the needles The bottles, the battles, the beetles will eat you Mama named Cita, I love You Cita Member when your pussy Second husband tried to beat ya Remember when I went into the kitchen got the cleaver He ain't give a fuck I ain't give a fuck neither He could see the devil, see the devil in my features You could smell the ether You can see Cita You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my features And she don't play neither
(i hate gossip......'n i dont walk around lookin' for it ya know? but, yesterday it seemed to just wonder around til it found me ya know like....gossip found me...'n why dont you try provin' it...how? you dont know how to prove it?...well what you just do is.............
stop, hatin' on a nigga that is a weak emotion, da lady of a nigga 'n you can get tipped like ya waitin' on a nigga put a body bag and a apron on a nigga ...i give my all behind da mic but you could never see if you sit behind da light you don't have to pick me to win the title fight but ima wear that championship belt so tight ...and if im wrong, there is no right and if im wrong, there is snow white ...im tryna be po-lite but you bitches in my hair like the fuckin' po-lice my flow is rare, des other rappers nice des other rappers bark, some of 'em even bite but im much more bright, i give da game sight so before you dim da light you just might might wanna.....
(think it overrrrrr) (think it over) (woooooooohooooo) (think it overrrrr) (think it over)
stop, analysin' critizisin' you should realize what i am and start epitomizin' confident...got da heart of da biggest lion confident...like fuck 'em all pull out my dick 'n ride it my flow's sick so sick its like my shit is dyin' it rains alot in my city cuz my city's cryin', cuz my city's dyin' but i emerge from all of dat i am a livin' pion-- neer, zion...fear god not them steer my robin coupe thru da streets of da boot (*louisiana is shaped like a boot) 'n *suuwuu* 'n den i leave a tub in da booth, i leave a blood bath sorry der's a tub in da booth, now where da drugs at? .....like da strings on da shoe, no nigga fuck dat im twisted like da strings on da boot, where new orleans at? i feel hip-hop stole me like a bus pass ...so in your possession, i must ask...
(hey,.....haven't i been good to youuuuuu?) (think it over) (tell me) (haven't i been sweeeeeeet to youuuuuuuuu?)
drag my name through da mud, i come out clean cast away stone, i wont even blink a gun is not a math problem, i wont even think.... just leave you dead like da mink under my sink dont believe in me...dont believe me i graduated from hungry 'n made it to greedy my flow is like pasta, take it 'n eat it but ima need cheese if im bakin' tha ziti you niggas want beef, i want a steak 'n da weed be lost in amsterdam or jamaica where we be ....hard body nigga, takin' it easy all about my paper 'bout my paper like e.z. why do rappers why do rappers lie to fans, lie to rappers 'lotta rappers lie like actors cut da mudafuckin' cameras cut da check, fuck ya props i-am hip-hop
