ej3000 – okay lyrics
okay, ready, set, begin i highly recommend
and my nuts would expand like puffer fish
damaged, innocence isn’t a friend
i’m bilbo baggins with stilts tipping the petri dish
so smooth from beginning to end
not a dream but reality i hope for this wish
day and night, night and day i have to say
it’s mandatory you inhale at least a pack a day
i’ve seen the smile before i know it isn’t real
burn baby, burn it down, two step, turn around
me and my bro would still be in south central
so m+th+f+cka, let me slow that flow down
so b+tch, you be guardin’ your grill for real
and when the word gets around
baow! who want ‘face? l!ck a shot
whether i was getting paid or not
look, yeah, watch me, yeah
medical physical burden of mine
military weapons against stones, not fair
now pick up your psychic line
just throw ya gunz in the air
she got a shape so fine
you took my style
she undressin’ slowly, with a smile
you ain’t heard the last of me
family affair, by the legion i swear
never lovin them ho’s, see see
with the sureshot mcs for the affair
f+ck the mainstream, and your lame fee
they don’t help, the don’t care
freemasonry, satellite websites the sh+t taping me
i guess it’s gon be what it’s gon be
out all the men you had no one comes close
don’t wanna see the twins in a brand new benz
of my brotha’ and his wife, without they clothes
hoping it never ends surrounded by your best friends
my man peewee broke out but lawnge stood in a pose
cross the zodiac when lyrics are zooming like a lens
might set a fuse off in the head, many dead
henchmen, think they’re paying dues off the head
my occupation be operation, more horsepower than daytona
see my chains sunny, with pocket full of honey
my admiration is in awe of your persona
hustler now, there with my crew, ain’t nothin like thug money
roll up with kitties, don’t smoke arizona
same ol’ song, same song, call it the beer
before i wake up i thank the lord for the day
you gon’ like us so much you gon’ turn g+y
breaks them down to their very last compound
you know, i’m all for it when i bring it
you think you’re able to label the hiero sound?
the best i’ll get is a confession an arrest and quit
because it’s trife around, f+ck around and loose your life around
but don’t you understand they don’t want you to be sh+t?
you f+ck with me, then you f+ck with them
do a drive+by while i’m suckin’ on a endo stem
good evening everybody, yes, i’m glad you’re here
pullin thoughts out of thin air that my pen share
much love to my grandparents, dada my dear
you was buggin’ because the bum had curly hair
when you battle me it’ll be real clear
but is there love there?, do i really care?
and i’m smokin’, uh, one day, i’ma shine
master of this craft; and now this game is mine
i’m real with it, xl bring the deadly soundz beat
from which several rhymes of this freestyle were taken
i’m fat in cellulite, keep it discrete and delete
worth more than the sh+t you can
flashbacks from panama makes the gangster elite
schau ich mir diese welt an
to get with you is like i’m
now all these methods, need to finish him
rebel music to getcha ready for the revolution, the revolution
50 metal jackets are found, no sign of rebel
motherf+ck an eye witness if they make a confession
lord, give me the help so i can avoid h+ll
i have the ability, to mentaly deatatch myself from emotion
alan colmes: if he’s a liberal, billy graham is as well
so o.c. is the place where the shouts go out
so i have daily conversations, with the lord about
and i smoke dro’, motherf+cker keep that bap ass weed
there’s none smoother, so you know that i’ma soothe her
i bring bomb home grown from con seed
rip more tracks with my hip hop brother
let the dead bury the dead, their future is read
word, say word 2 the father
my ak is fully automatic
another body wrapped up in plastic
and erase his clique
unconsidered, not legit, illiterate
youse a geek
yellin where them hoes at
you’re a freak
ask around ’bout my stats at bat
this that new sh+t but it’s old
about two cool brothers that were put on hold
it’s razah, i can take you through h+ll or heaven
they want our ass up out of texas
so+so, my boy dinged the door but all’s forgiven
rap ??? flowin like the pegasus
i walk with a frown while i puff my cigar an’
it’s ill flow for the elements
big chains and diamond rings
get you one of them shiny things
and i’m far from a lame, i’ma gigolo
dancin’ around on my set tryin’ to catch wreck
you’re just an imitation, you can die like white buffalo
got ? on my feet and gold on my neck
kangols in rainbow colors, promoters try to hold dough
and i’ma catch wreck than catch a fat check
i take a ride on the cosmos
i felt nauseous and almost
how the h+ll that sound?
b+tch don’t make me, cl!ck on you
i’ll beat you down, to the ground
to the hood i’m livin in
i’m layin my charm down, there’s honies all around
i wonder, wonder what they would do
never play on the mic, no jivin’, no jokin
i’m dangerous, when i communicate what i’m thinkin
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