Desert Funk Groove
What till I hit the controllers on sound board I’m bolder colder
Let me get this dirt offf my shoulder You you look like
wanna be older The one that said aid it’ G,
P, Fuck it then let’s shoot the breeze Or it’s hit the
sea The seven it’s connected
You better bless Learn a real lesson Better get the stepping
Huh
Who Boy I’m cheffing These word is a weapon
Somebody help em Yea that boy He lackin I’m on top even
when I’m slacking
They hit me late nite of the I-T Cuz I’m the I-T
guy Ya
heard IDawg Stay flay Get you connected And u stay out stay
out thee
Way of these demons Cuz they scheming
Yea, They beaming on you You better Keep it cool school Boy
do you you Keep ya boo boo near and a least a
Duce uh..
Stay true too you
If doing good Then that’s what’s understood No if or and I
stay wit the plan Spit the game Fuck the bull
I’m paid in full
Yea on full attack Got the devil on
my tail Tail but ima show em heel Cuz heheh lord almighty
got And he can’t stop me me You I’m walking in ViC-T-R-A—Y!(Victory)
The Cecil and
wanna provoke and choke me But I’m no Joke or jester
I’m the wound that festers
In the womb of a tomb
Of the so called hitta that was that was scheming I’m two
feet in loyal with integrity
Nigaas and that wives beg for a pause when I get In
the game raw Force feed
it to you slaw No need to call the law I’m nice
with it
I’m not the iceman I’m the ice cream on the curb that
you seen And said damn
I wish had a taste Then I pop and you surprise you
wish came true right in front of ya face Boy I’m here
to tell you
That it’s about halve of the year
And you might be late
Or ya survival instinct,
network is messed up then yo my man just disappear .
Most niggas sit back and drool I’m keeping my coo Perp slurp
or whatever And I peep
a fool I’m high my guy
But I know you re stool attitude Rude boy
Oh woe boy We need help
Welp On come up bring slum up That’s what’s up
Pop no stop let’s drop
em
Drop em pop em ai t no stopping
HIM?
Na
It’s Almighty YAHWEH
I rue for YAHWEH