don't do that in my music, man! I'm tired of you saying that!" Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice We've got white-collar people trying to grab our style Saying
saying something I only talk about what I know about Illegal turn legal this year that's what I'm all about I'm from the South and I ain't gonna lie Fist time I
't mean to be mean but that's all I can be it's just me And I am whatever you say I am If I wasn't then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news,
say it, just think it 'Cause I know that you know that I know that you know that I know that (I'm a G.O.A.T.) Hahahaha I'm out y'all, it's been real (
to be mean but that's all I can be is just me And I am, whatever you say I am If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday
I'm a pitbull off his leash, all this peace talk can cease All these people I had to leave in limbo I'm back now, I've come to release this info I'll
with politics They bet on that, parents fought and got wet for that Hosed down, bit by dogs, and got blacks into house arrest for that It's all good except for that
? That's about the size of it This for the streets, the streets everywhere The streets affected by the storm called... America I'm doin this for y'all
, I gotta struggle to survive I be rapping but I can do with a nine to five Long as it be legal, I be willin' to try All I need is a pair of wings, I
bitch got me I was tangled in this all along Poppy Police got one and my Moms got the other copy I got bagged up for a bad suck I guess it's over now
? If white boys doing it, well, it's success When I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money America's five
rushed as if I was rushin with no discussion, try and cuff me and catch a mild concussion. I've taken all the stress I can, peace America I'm movin
say, huh? Let's get busy baby Look, be honest, c'mon, don't lie Tell the truth - I'm a hell of a guy, right? Pretty smile, light brown eyes I've got
Old eddy hayes it's time to blaze One of l.a.'s that's born and raised Now that we've got ourselves a little more acquainted Ain't it about time
in school, I was home watching green acres Now I'm all up in your face You can barely hear the rap with all that bass I'm running with a southwest street
car flipped I'm not gonna lie to ya, 'cause I don't lie I just kick thick game, some people say why? 'Cause I'm back on the block, I got my life back
AND I ROLL I'M BACK AND I'M A HIGH TECH GI JOE I'VE GOT INFRARED, I'VE GOT GPS AND I'VE GOT THAT GOOD OLD FASHIONED LEAD THERE'S NO PRICE TOO HIGH FOR
on all my peers I know they weird some queer, I still want them to share And all the success I received, I know you can't believe I still love 'em but
