Down Down Bb

You could search the city for millions of years You ain't finding nothing like me though many People wanna be the villain, appears tell me Will you really fight me though? Oh i ain't think so, damn But i bet they still wanna put up the hands Cuz the song slap, bet they wanna dance Why hold back? This is ya chance I'm all that, this is a ten up ya ass Wan' feel up, the gas just build up I peel up, my heel up ya ass A real one, we kill em and feel numb to that Bill em and send em to pick up the slack, Guy's ill I knew you couldn't handle the chill How bout I hand you some NY-quil Blew his lid, I told that man to spill Blue or red? c'mon you choose the pill Do you want less or total unconcealed me? Rude, the eerie, ludicrous, the real me? Type of bitch to really buss ya head The one with smoke forreal, the spliff is dead Lemme get the rhythm of the head Lemme get the rhythm of ya feet You already know that I be high dog You ain't holding nothing over me Lemme get the rhythm of ya hands Lemme get the rhythm of ya feet You already know that I be high dog You ain't holding nothing over me Lemme get the rhythm of ya hands Lemme get the rhythm of ya feet You already know that I be high dog You ain't holding nothing over me You ain't holding nothing over me You ain't holding nothing over me You ain't holding nothing over me Let's get the rhythm of the head ding dong Can't catch the rhythm of the beat? be gone I been oG like since eons. Y'all weak. negro please. Peons I put both feet in each recipe But will slap the taste back out for free I act up like cephus and reesie I got previews, reviews and receipts Cool. Put that bs to ease. Say less g. ESP I don't fuck wit no fuck shit capish I ride high capris. stay fresh caprese. Ooh wee Don't let ya pride get you geeked. Laid out flat 2D My dogs walk and talk it scoobie We up popping off while you sleep Please take a seat mon ami You ain't holding nothing over me You ain't holding nothing over me