Life is but a movie and I want a Golden Globe
In this movie hoes dancing on my golden pole
After every show they wanna fuck this golden pole
Muthafuck a hater that comes with a broken nose
Lying ass nigga used to look like Pinochio
i wish the AK will reach around and poke his soul
They hatin cause I got mo clothes to fold
And i got mo green inmy pockets than I can mowe
Its YC DA KIDD and he be so
Crazy wit words and lethal
Any mini miny mo
U come back to my birds nest
I'm so fly I'm up when birds rest
And the words of a opponent can be so wothless
Bt coming back to my place can be so worth it
The nerves of critics, I'm over hear urkin
Change in the world is becoming more urgent
And ya'll will come to see why music needs my service
i sware everythang is a untamed circus
Im a ringleader givin hip hop mo than 2 cents like Curtis
50 Cent Jackson
I'm sampling every beat on the menu, what are u having
Are you YC? WHAT!!! groupie wat u askin
U lookin at YC from another planet
I'm going for a Bald-Win like Allec
Thursday, September 24, 2009
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