Adrenaline Rush Album

Artist(s): Twista

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Twista Adrenaline Rush Cover Art

Tracklist

Intro

length: 2:05

Man I'm feeling to go kill every ************ in here
No no, you can't kill every ************ in here
Man I want that paper yo
Kick that mother ****ing door in

Let me up in this *****
Man kick the ************ in right man
Let me up in this *****
Eh! Everyone in this ************ freeze

Everybody in this ************ get up
Get your old *** off that stool
***** come come, come here
Where that **********ing fedi at?

Matter fact where that dude at?
He know where that **** at
His old *** know where that **** at
Man tear this ************ up we gotta find this

Someone shut that ***** at
Shut the **** up *****
Man I said shut her up not pop the ho
Man **** that I wanna find that [unverified]

Man let's hurry up and get the [unverified]
Man find that ****!
Man lets hurry and get the **** out of here

Adrenaline Rush

length: 3:44
What happens when you combine the darkness with the light?

I'm bringing pain like two bad nurses
And the pain from these here, **********in' verses
Ridiculous thirstses involving hearses to the dirt, ****
First picks and use 'n autos to work with slugs to the shirt, ****
(Just to squirt ****)

A wicked hit with an expert kick and burst 'til the earth split
Leave you hurt *****, show you how worser than worst
Get in the zone, see the vein when the pain repel
And then they closin' the curtains, *****
(When adrenaline's pumpin')

I don't understand discussion, only hear certain ****
I'm a misunderstood ***** and I'm off my square high
Got me reversin' clips and dispersin' ****

What can I say to make you see how the **** I feel
To make me wanna jump off of the edge
I'm charged off of suckers gettin' shot up off the ledge
No pain, instead of 'caine I took a blunt off to the head
(So tell me what it said)

Retaliate with lethal repercussion, I feel the reefer rushing
To go into thangs, like it's a wicked stick
Took the Benadryl, hot like I'm fin' ta steal
To get the kickin' **** for *****z and *****es that I kick it with

I was born to get you pumped up
It's like some lead bust 'cause I give ************s a head rush
Then yo' head bust when you jumped up
'Cause what I said must've got you geeked, my eyes red puffed

From smokin' **** that *****z hit on to die
Make me wanna slip the clip on the side
And if you act like a ***** on the side
If we have to then the whole Westside'll
Let the **** go on and ride when the trigga bust

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

Pullin' up and bailin' out like we're carsick, I'm ready to start ****
Start up buryin' some heads like an ostrich
And unload the whole cartridge and throw the shells in the garbage
The hardest of ************s could never achieve
What I've accomplished

Yungbuck's my accomplice
Located his existence with my sixth sense like a compass
And starting on a journey established to stop this
Rushing up the hearts of other *****z to get 'em charged

What's the real reason?
All you haters try to murder me so now it's kill season
And even though I'm still bleedin'
I'm comin' after you cause I'm still breathin'

And y'all can't trace me
I bury my victims in the wall like Gacey, too lyrical
And since its nipple my umbilical these flows is critical
My music is miracle like I'm biblical

Killin' like I'm nuttier than buddy love
And still wouldn't leave a bloody glove and start the truck up
And speed the **** up getaway smokin' this blunt
Dump the adrenaline eruptin' my veins I'm pumped up

And I'm calibrated at 360 degrees
See that's 300 *****z that's gon die about 60 slugs to do this deed
(Psycho Drama)
We too much for the industrialistic ****
With this on the brink of ****in' up some ****

Dismantle, deduct some ****
It's hard to imagine what *****z got nerves to do
(What *****z got nerves to do)
So I guess I'll just take that ****in' nerve from you

Then think what I'm on the verge to do
And I got the urge to ooh, let semi close yo curtains fool
From killin' the verses fool, I be one of the worstest dude
(You, the who?)
I'm the worstest workin' about 9 millimeters above your surface
Unleash these thangs then I defeat yo purpose, ***** you hurtin'

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make his opposition chest kick up and jump
When you lit up the gun to make your body get up and uhh

(Let your adrenaline rush)
Like when a ************ have to go and pick up the pump
To make a trigger pick up and dump
So turn the bass, kick up and bump
And let the rhythm hit off the trunk

Let your adrenaline rush

Death Before Dishonor

length: 4:24
(Chorus)
always ever all days death before dishonor
comin back as though I can still see if you got static
fuck tryin' to steal me shit you gon' have to kill me
and if somebody cappin Ima tell em what happens when my emotions erupt
shots make me duck thats when Ima have to fuck you up

(verse 1)
its like uh ah muthafucka cant fight the feelin the way Ima fuck em
have an orgasm but for the orchasm hit em as if a 4-5 buck em
talk about a man being scared, I done killed him be dead in his tomb
still shakin
hit em in his body and his head, now be found in heaven with the wound
still achin'
I wonder if his voice still breakin'
better be cause I steadily
hit him with gats and styles that heavily
armed and dangerous and deadily
that ahead of me recieve two holes like the letter B
better you instead of me, breakin peace can increase your chances
to delete your advances for slate I can paint this peice on canvas
with a paint brush that a nigga cant truss like a god so I cant rush
wont crush
if you ever heard about a crew that cant bust then motherfucker it
aint us; dont touch
a mike or a gun if you aint gonna use it,
do it
claiming your weapons and tecs and you gonna be checked and fluid
prove it
cuz no matter who it is cant tell the westside to leave a bitch shedding
tears
the young kill everyday the old itchin to kill cuz they aint offed
a nigga dead in years
shoot him dead in his, this style of flow is a verbal calico
make a chest ripple
they get a call from the sky sayin they all gonna die
dont leave the rest crippled

(chorus 2x)

(verse 2)
mikers, mikers be tryin to take mine and leave a motherfucker
cold as a crisis
with a technique as cold as isis, and mikes as my control devices
or do I gotta get off some nigga shit
show the biggest dick with the biggest clique that be hazardous if
I let the trigga click
you dont benefit if a nigga get from the rage if he live it just a
little bit; so go on with the riddle shit
if you got something to stress then get it off your chest and
we can take it to the middle bitch
and go on get it on and I bet you that the outcome is that I'm leavin
niggas out done, cut up
but its odd to see a motherfucker outrun just because he let his
mouth run so shut up
and sit back if you know whats good for you I can still overthrow you
I dont give a fuck about the fact that the hood know you
dont make a nigga have to show you
that Ima die before you make an ass of me stop as if you took a blast
at me and cause tragedy
that was how it was that was how it is and thats the way it has to be

(chorus 2x)

(verse 3)
its like uh, ah, sit back and let the shit just straight marinate
I pull the stage curtain back like norman bates
performin hates smokin on some reefer performin fate
its a constant struggle for us white boys with the shit hittin licks
in the scuffle for us
my nigga lucky made him bleed fear is if to proceed to bust
if he a different type of breed from us
so yall petty niggas need to hush; two straight to you brain means pains
inflicted
even if it aint things to taunt pain like rage till my brain is wicked
aint even lived out a quarter of your lifetime tryin to push product
and aint servin the right kind and aint strivin the right rhymes
but Ima shorten your lifeline
through the pipeline I vocal cold bust em plus them with killers
jaw stealers throw dealers rushin parties bloody body chillers
pretty casket fillers
cuz those niggas got they shit together
we come pay to Creator's Way and dont gotta be but then again whatever

(chorus)

It Feels So Good

length: 6:09
[Intro]
This goes out to all riders worldwide
Let that playa *** ***** Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
Where playa hatin killers and the hood *****z thrive
And lame ************s can barely survive

[Verse 1]
One morning I woke up next to a thick *****
Took a shower dried off brushed the gold teeth like Slick Rick
Tapped on Obsession colonge like Doug E. Fresh in the flesh
Think I'm blessed with the zest after slippin on my slick fit
The high discover me, hit the front porch
Two women butterly lovely in front of me got my head gone
I sent the ***** in the bed home 'cause one of them
Got chocolate big thighs and the other one was a redbone
Where y'all goin y'all thick as hell
What's your name I wanna get up with y'all tonight ****
I got some homies that lonely never phony we on some hype ****
Call up the buddies you be tight with
We ain't really gon be doin too much though
We just ridin around bumpin sounds trippin out while we flame janes
Tappin the horn at the homies that gangbang
And slang 'caine to maintain to mob's the same thing
Or we can chill at the crib and play spades or kick some *** a bit
Speedpass the clit and get passionate
Grab the buckle and unfasten it
And we can get into some ol' nasty ****
Live if I could decide to try, don't play me bogus
This ain't no spin move and I ain't got no time to lie
Tell your girls we gonna be sliding by
But hit the weed tip first cause my clique got to be riding high
Cause it feels so good

[Chorus]
It feels so good how we kick it in the hood like so good
(When we ridin high)
Rollin through the hood with Phillies and hoes
Straight pimpin with nowhere to go
And it feels so good

Me and my homies hooked up some cowards took up when *****s we lust
Smokin' some but the flame tight
Trippin' off how we survivin' the rugged terrian and try to hang tight
Getting ****ed up on gang night
Used to be gang fights now we gotta try to relax with the srap even we
Sent deebo back to back to back
We still be buildin' stacks and packs rollin through the blacks
Black ashtrays with blunt reds and crack sacs
We sittin' and chillin' what we're feenin' on been in *****es' cribs
Hopin its on the fenal strokin were strollin alone
Rollin the chrome out really trippin because we take the smoke to the
Dome
Bumpin the tunes while bigger roles and herringbones glisten from all
The sunlight
Peepin the fe's with their hair done tight boody hung right
And every night we see at least one fight, hookin up with
My fellow Westside cliques
Now together we mush but when are we strapped through and rug cutters
Just like the envy and jealousy throughout the other is love brothers
Ridin' every one of ya'll my muh****ers
So put the Black Magic on the tires and get the wax off the chrome
We gone to blaze on till my brain's blown
Hope to get my thing on no matter what block or or street you kick it
Throughout the world its the same song (so the Mobsters just flame on)
For scratch we was willin' to squirt some blood now we got up on hittin'
The 'cause
From stealin' tips where they're swum the doves mo' we got up on some
Bud, straight hittin' up the block searching for love
Reach up and hit the deep lung then we gone smokin delight the body
Right what the party like are you as live as I
Come roll with me so we can ride the sky but only if you let me play
With you while we ridin' high 'cause it feels so good


Chorus


(Verse 3)
Sittin back cruising through the slow breeze thinkin how can I get mo'
Cheese
Bumpin' a system costin' 4 G's I stay on my P's for the po p's
Split the philly with my door keys
Scoop a female to the crib good get my boy to bring a blessin' through
Sit on the floor playin' Tekken 2
Lesson two I'm adressin' you turn out the lights like the World Class
Wreckin' Crew bring out the best in you
Confessin true lies about your inner thighs and where they been
Hopin maybe you be my lady
What's the potatoes without the gravy what you feelin on maybe soft with
The silicone baby, but can you pay me
Cause daily we be riding in the dope stroll while rockin dope flows I'll
Lose the spot if I choose to stop
We can cruise some blocks and talkin' about how later on you comin' out
Your clothes, shoes and socks now is that news or not
Come I step on the gas slow and smoke on this last "O" get a "be" and
Split it now watch me kill it
Tinted windows took a sealin' off in the Astro on billets take a choke
On so I can really feel it
Thinkin' about not having the rich life but the hood life was still a
Good life and that we know
Always and forever though, for ever more rollin in the ghetto with no
Where to go and it feels so good

Chorus 3X


Overdose

length: 4:16
Shit niggers got me higher than a motherfucker off up in here man.
Damn the fuck you get this weed from? Motherfucker overdose or shit
off this shit goddamn. Shit...

Verse 1:

Now pussy playa haters say that I'm too raw with it
but y'all thinking cause I be talking shit them hoes say that nigger
cold as hell
Fuck what the punks are talking 'bout I wanna get up with that big
balling bitch cause niggers feeling what I'm on as well
Plus got my mind in the zone, the one that's rocking fresh pelle pelle
(?) the shine on his 'bone
somebody beating up the block on fresh rider rims if its b.l. you can
tell by the design on the chrome
Crying on the phone, who think I'm in love with her cause she took me
shopping and trying on cologne
so well, if I'm the line with the tone, got up with this other bitch
bought more weed cause she fine of her own
So hurry up with the philly bitch,
I'm really sick off of some illest shit
hook up a rusty razor blade but still it split and fill it with that
killer shit so I can really trip,
its like the bud was tailor made for milli-clips
And mac-10's, I lit the B from the back end and took it to the chest and
it got me sprung
My lungs started collapsing, shit nigger what's happening?
the cest got me tripping off the drums and guns ready for action
Let it swing or either other things try to be tough to bang and scuff
and hang suffer pain left damaged than you a bogus motherfucker man
just to be standing bang
I'm too strange for for motherfuckers to compete with
I'm on some infrared heat shit with a deep clique, what I eat sleep
shit, well if its a freak bitch she can suck a sweet dick
'till she's seasick
Blocking niggers out like an eclipse when smoking with devils
put your hands together like you know the host
Cause ain't no nigger who can resist the words from the twist
leaving niggers comatose from my overdose

Chorus:

I don't put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
we overdosing on weed and sending all y'all off into a thing
kill off all enemies while making G's catch you off on your knees
and snatching fe's now that I'm up in the game
I don't put the fuel on it, take a pull on it
we overdosing on weed and sending all y'all off into a thing
kill off all enemies while making G's catch you off on your knees
niggers rolling me B's just so they can hang

Verse 2:

Can you figure out the cause and effect?
niggers coming on your set
thugs coming out their draws with a tec
victim bleeding from the neck
shirts is getting wet
shorties yelling threats
looking for the one who called for the deck
Now their airing out the hall in the spot,
hitting stomachs leaving niggers pinched up bodies balled in a knot
Bullet holes in the wall from the glock
searching for the one who called in the shots, hypes calling for rocks
Going all in the socks of the recently deceased
from what released from the chrome beast to the dome piece
Visions in my mind being increased by inner beef and some grief
but when I chief on some strong leaf
I'm snapping hard enough to make a nigger try to check his own chief
violate him but can't annhialate him
Picking up his own teeth and its on with the microphone deep
simulate him when pencils penetrate him
Nerves still dropping cause adrenaline pumping is a motherfucker
hit them with the steel bloodsuckers
murder the bond if as making sure every one of you hoe stud suckers
And I bullshit you not if it was full clips 2 glocks
you would still die or you'll get too hot
cause when my fuel kicks you'll drop
Hypes tricking on you tell me where he at bitch and you'll get 2 rocks
(okay) cause when my tool click you pop
Killers have niggers start shit I'm hazardous
making musical miracles like I'm Jesus of Nazerath
Yet disaterous, smoking on half and hash fuck up its cancerous
best ass in this bitch and I master this
Its hard to believe I'm busting like an 8 ball cause I'm in the zone
twenty two and cold shit up the sleeve its hard to stay calm
I'm thinking about the bitches that I've been up on
Hitting my enemies and competion with leaf I roll that I'm damaging
flow that can and will leave thick ladies franicking
people in the industry panicking
I thought we got in this to get out of pistol handling
now its possible that motherfuckers could start vanishing
Fuck the anacin I be toking plenty and (?) for stress
and flowing over notes
I'm steel sticking they can get close
I know I got you tripping over what a nigger said off a overdose

Chorus

C'mon and toke on a dub with me
I love cities with parties that
full of bitches that let me rub titties
Be able to pack a slug with me
In case we get in some static
and gotta start leaking blood from stud skinnies
so don't ask if its the bud in me
because for some reason I be smoking some weed
and get too wicked and raw
It could be nickel or sawed-off the weed choking me
the potency will have me rocking mics
and giving your butt dick in the jaw, I'm hookin the law
you're looking in awe took what you saw
Get the B's pen and pad out the bottom drawer
then got to biting and formulating some shit you called your own
but take it to the rehab cause you got a flaw
to put it simple you ain't cold enough
tripping out like you can't control the stuff
lacking rhythm like you known to bust
in a different zone from us
you niggers need to sit the fuck down get a swisher and roll us up
you think I'm speaking too bold, what's up?
I ain't even on no hoe shit
plus the mob is so thick I'm the type of nigger you should wanna get up
close to and take a smoke with
If its static then check your clique, my mind's so sick
I be tweaking with speech and releasing energy
to show I know the ropes
Cause when it comes to this rap shit niggers will choke 'till I'm ghost
while I breath reefer smoke from my overdose
try to put me to the test
gimme some budda blessed I'll show you who the best...

Aiight T goddamn slow up man,
motherfuckers done felt you man.
goddamn man you stopping motherfuckers and shit trying to get
my zone on, let niggers know what the fuck I'm doing man
I mean you done zoned man lets go to the next cut baby
Man fuck that shit

Mobster's Anthem

length: 5:08
Yeah we gonna do it like this
Mobsters reign, we hope you feel this
Speedknot Mobsters

My click been strugglin' half a lifetime tryin' to get our **** on
Got no G's to sit on, even sold *****s sacks and packs to get on
But let me take you to a place
Where these *****s learn to better pain and stress
Look a murderer in the face, comin' up where the wild and deranged get blessed

1, 2, 3, and to the 44, the good, the bad, and the ugly sticken you
Fleein through the front door, and we gotta do one more
Even though debo watchin me like the lottery
We can still fulfill this westside oddessy mobster prophecy

Well mobbin' what can be better than weed, drinks, *****es and loot?
Jackin' off 20 G's cause you got more money to scoop
Liffs a hustler by nature, fiend for paper, schemes and capers
Constantly eyed by neighbors who do the Feds favors
It ain't no major though, whether slangin' yay or blow
As long as it's payin' me for my occupation criminal
Pullin' up on hoes, as the weed smoke blows, the essence of a mobsters presence
Is the reason she chose, as the regency rolls, on zeros, the pearl white Olds
Mobile, **** I'm a ride high til I die or get killed
Smoke like fields, forever dodgin' blue shields
We're blue steel I got full proof escape skills
When paper chasin' leavin' trails of shell cases
Adjacent to the part of your body
Where the bloods wastin', a life taken
Chicago ain't a city it's a nation
As solid as my foundation within the mobster organization

If it's dope we shakin' it up, if it's coke we cookin' it up
If it ain't hustlin' and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin' it up
(wild campaignin' mobster for life, carved in gold and ice)
(Speedknots roll through Chi, too cold to die, known to get high)
It's an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang
Callin' cops for thangs, readin' to squab or bang
Takin' your riches, plus we known for snatchin' your *****es
The way Chi reign my family gotta maintain, it's a mobster thang

I'm a fat booty ****in', love gettin' the sucks in and bustin'
Givin' *****s punkin heads for nothin', while bumpin', handle my functions
My pistles pumpin', got hoes jumpin', a mobstas always into somethin'

I can feel Killuminati lookin' over my shoulder
Somethin' keeps tellin' me to get mine before it's over
Smokin' on plenty of buddah and still prayin' to get blessed, with forgiveness
For the last time I sinned on this survival quest
From hustlin' 24-7 to makin' *****s get undressed
The mobster in me got me obsessed
With lucci and success, so I can care less
If I gotta be lootin' and woopin'
I'm sick of beggin' *****s for rides
Id rather be the one that's scoopin'
'Cause in these last days it's day to day hustlin' for Maze
I want fresh gear every day
Fat *** chain and 3 blades
Trippin' on that 2 faced *****s sweatin' ****
While I rock the stage
Like these *****es is just tryin' to get paid to give a ***** AIDS
Like I can use her for turnin' tricks
Or either for hittin' licks and then rap about the ****
In one the mobster's greatest hits
And when we come to your town then raise it
Find the skunkiest weed you can
Roll it up and blaze it

If it's dope we shakin' it up, if it's coke we cookin' it up
If it ain't hustlin' and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin' it up
(wild campaignin' mobster for life, carved in gold and ice)
(Speedknots roll through Chi, too cold to die, known to get high)
It's an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang
Callin' cops for thangs, readin' to squab or bang
Takin' your riches, plus we known for snatchin' your *****es
The way Chi reign my family gotta maintain, it's a mobster thang

If it's dope we shakin' it up, if its coke we cookin' it up
If it ain't hustlin' and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin' it up
(wild campaignin' mobster for life, carved in gold and ice)
(Speedknots roll through Chi, too cold to die, known to get high)
It's an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang
Callin' cops for thangs, readin' to squab or bang
Takin' your riches, plus we known for snatchin' your *****es
The way Chi reign my family gotta maintain, it's a mobster thang

I'm gonna make it through this New World Order if I gotta be rappin' and robbin'
You can't stop the Speedknot from mobbin' and if you try we squabin'
We waitin' for you to fall off the square so you best keep your head up
When these Chi-Town *****s roll, cause we don't believe in goin' head up

On a sweet lick for 100's, 50's, and dubs, trigger finger itchy with snubs
Hit me wit love, black gloves, red eyes
The shiftiest thugs
T-shirt over my face, ****ed up and ready, I cocked the 380
Got a grip that was steady adrenaline
Rushin' for fetty, while Irish Rose and Cisco
Make me rock the tightest flows but tip-toe up with the clip slow
Gotta find out what yo pockets hit fo, cause I ain't that scummie
Mother **** ? got no time for rockin'
Choppin' in the car stoppin' with a stack of pack money
But you trustin' me, then I cuffin' ****
Snatch all of your luxury, try touchin' me
Actin tough as ****, my mobstas'll bust for me
****in' me'll make me hate you
Permanently sedate you, when the bullet penetrate
It's goin' straight be a facial, unless we chase you
As we escape through your pockets
By all means necessary the rest is secondary
Goin' for mine til my flesh is buried, the test is carried for me to survive
And hope we still will be thick, with a trilogy click for nine-seven
Mobstability ****

If it's dope we shakin' it up, if it's coke we cookin' it up
If it ain't hustlin' and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin' it up
(wild campaignin' mobster for life, carved in gold and ice)
(Speedknots roll through Chi, too cold to die, known to get high)
It's an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang
Callin' cops for thangs, readin' to squab or bang
Takin' your riches, plus we known for snatchin' your *****es
The way Chi reign my family gotta maintain, it's a mobster thang

If it's dope we shakin' it up, if it's coke we cookin' it up
If it ain't hustlin' and we got some skunk we gonna be smokin' it up
(wild campaignin' mobster for life, carved in gold and ice)
(Speedknots roll through Chi, too cold to die, known to get high)
It's an everyday thang for my Speedknot Mob to hang
Callin' cops for thangs, readin' to squab or bang
Takin' your riches, plus we known for snatchin' your *****es
The way Chi reign my family gotta maintain, it's a mobster thang

Ha, I just take a pull and inhale
Thinkin' about my *****s that's locked up in jail
My mind dwells on crime cells, and wipin' off nine shells
Only time will tell if we gotta use it
Ain't lookin' for static , but if we got into it
We gotta do it, ha, mobster anthem for life

Get Her in tha Mood

length: 1:29
[Music Intro]

[Verse 1]
Since I'm blown let me flex this
If its somethin on ya mind recline and check this
So smooth not reckless
We can get high and ride from Chi to Texas
Give the game up since I came up put my name up
Check out the rhythm
Make the mob wanna flame up
Struck a match or a lighta(lighter)
And listen to a young rida(rider)
On the side of Pimp double tril
Make you lighter than a feather in yo DOB hat
***** now listen can you solve that
I can tell you were the mob at
At the click cuttin' somethin were the broads at
Thinkin naw playa
Smokin weed till its all out
We can fall back
Shootin dice fo small scrap
Dre 4 watcha call that
Pull out my Georgia bows
And those that froze got caught by the po-pos
Headed for the 4 do(door) Bonneville
Flossin off behind the wheel
There's a pill
Took a chill
But I still had to pause
And if I pause
Its because I______

[Hook]
Can you smoke it riiight
With a playa like me and you
(oh baby)
Can you smoke it riiight with a playa like me and you

[Verse 2]
See I'm
Laid back in my lex pumpin' game at two rats
And I rolled like two sacks
Ever since you were my homie
Came up
In the same truck
Full of drunk hunnies holla who that
Laid back its a couple of hoes
Tryin' ta see were my head was at
Want some problems ****
Lets get busy wit the party ****
Were the blunts and Biccardi ****
But the way she was dressed
You might as well have nothin' on ya body *****
Infrared on my side cause you know how hot it get
Messin with the proper cheese
To put what looks good on a proper chick
But really don't want the men and the fans to pimp block
Sposta(supposed to) last til these pimps cash them CCs
Heavy Gs 96
Strippin clips bout(about) nationally
Back seats and DOB hats
Havin' sex in drop tops
Now liquor on ya mouth and spot
WERE WE R.I.D.E.

[Hook]
Can you smoke it riiight
With a playa like me and you
(oh baby)
Can you smoke it riiight with a playa like me and you

[Music Break]

[Verse 3]
I make my money on the DL
Close shop on the Pontiac Re-bell(rebail)
To the mall to ball
We all apart
Cause a brother gone floss in front of these females
To the retail
5 double 0 Periet
Double 0 d suits
Just to go with the boots
And I scoop
Up tha loot
Pay the cash
And dash past a lad while I'm in pursuit
Put my foot in motion
Exits(exit) the sto(store)
Wit my brand new gear
Spittin game in her ear
Tell em if they please me I'm theirs
Tell her meet me here
Get a Digital camera
Girly had to rough em up
But Ima handle her
Like a man
Ima stand
If I fall
And when I fall
Then the serum gotta make the call
(This part goes really fast)
Let them all by the miniature clothes
I suppose I can dress
To impress these hoes
Gator shoes
Fresh gashed from head to toe
Only wearin in the do(door)
What thew playas know
Flossed out when they see me
*****s wanna be me
Never woulda pimped free
Pimp costs
And I get lost on the slide
To the air
Gettin' high while we ride

[Music Break]

[Hook]
Can you smoke it riiight
With a playa like me and you
(oh baby)
Can you smoke it riiight with a playa like me and you

[Outro]
(2x)Can you smoke it right
In the back seat of my car
Choppin up this pa-per(paper)
Wit my homies do-or-die
1st time:(oh yeah)
2nd time:(check it out)

Can you ride ride ride ride ride ride
Come on gir ride ride ride ride
Wontcha(Wont you) ride ride ride ride ride ride
Come on girl ride ride ride ride






Emotions

length: 4:33
performer: Johnny P.
[Johnny P] Let me play with your emotions

Verse One: Twista

Well a motherfucker could never control me only squeeze me and hold me
That's what the hoe came up and told me
Now is she bold G? But in my mouth is where the gold be
Cause I be pimpin her like Goldie

Gotta get paid in this age my fingers ain't made
just to be choppin up confetti with if it's already thick
you better study nigga if you ain't with it you can get it
cause I ain't even on that petty shit

So who the fuck do I competi with?
The rhythm I kick, is like a rhythmly-wicked-arith-a-metic
Pick em up quick and then give em the dick, thinkin I'm innocent
They up in the mall shoppin for me pickin a fit

I got them heffer's nose red
and when we get in the bed, I be leavin em with rose legs
Stuffin that made em wanna pose dead
but you already got em until you get up in them hoes head

I don't mean to sound bogus or nothin
but it's the bomb when I be havin them cuties thinkin
I'm in love with em, when I'm rubbin em
Be gettin pub with em, in a club with em
Smokin dub with em, huggin em, freakin in the tub with em

After gettin paid from her she ain't trippin
cause she know she got what she paid for
She honor my name, I gotta tame, here it go
Now we speakin with the game on ways to make mo'

Chorus: repeat 2X

[Johnny P in background: let me playyyyy, with your emotions]

(Let me play with your) emotions hoe

To the rhythm of a hi-hat,
take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul,
I know you want to try that

Now motherfucker can you buy that...
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control, you know it's worth more than
diamonds and gold, now don't be bogus and deny that

Verse Two: Twista

Now how the fuck you gon' act hoe, I saw you creepin out the back do'
What you runnin from a mack fo'? Lay you on your back slow
cause you know I got you with my lasso

Blow your mind like a afroCome and take a glimpse of the stairs
it's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I betcha notice the smell
It's like a lotus when I flow dis, cause my eyes be the lowest
if you didn't notice then you bogus as hell

I'm puttin women under my spell, like I'm up in their brain
pumpin their vein with game for the anatomy that's feminine
They're fillin em up with adrenaline, got em geekin
we're speakin approachin up a pimp like a gentleman

Submission is surrenderin, it ain't no endin if it's on
with a blunt from the bomb side
In the right place, with the right mind and the right line
you can get a lifetime contract

They be wise until they look into your eyes
a shorty freaked when she spotted mine
Took her over to my crib, lay low, hit her off from behind
then she signed on the dotted-line, the hoe was like

"Oooohh Daddy... why you doin me like this?
I'd do anything to be with you, you got me gone in the head"
Ya mind, I don't mean to make a disaster up
like my Dad to master love

But if a motherfucker breakin you for every penny you earn
then how could you still show the bastard love?
I guess it's cause I'm cold, shit
Thought you was gon' be spendin me I betcha think you sho' did
but game recognize game, now you lame in the brain
Stupid bitch that's what you get for tryin to gold dig, now

Chorus

Yeah, this be Hype, the Verbal Tantrum
Kickin it with my man Twista
If you should suck my soul
I should make your funky emotions
Nothin is good unless you play with it
Play with me baby

Verse Three: Twista

I know you think it's blasphemy
but won't you give up when she ask for me?
After he passed the beat
Since you said I was your Magesty,
I had to see and when you get paid,
there is some cash for me, is it a tragedy
that I can get her so gone,
the hoe be trippin talkin up her love a lot

But the only love I got,
is when I'm grippin like I wanna hug the Glock
or when I rub the twat, or pickin up a dub at spots
Fuck the hoe thugs, the clubs,
and the phony perpetrators with dimes

The speed knots match voo-Do or Die, Psycho Drama, Crucial Conflict
Be pimpin with em gators and dons, collect the papers and dolls
Player haters remarks will get smoked to a blunt dust
So keep walkin the next time you hear grown folks talkin

motherfuckers betta shut the fuck up, cause we make the women suck up
You insist to be trippin while we be gamin like Don Juan
What up the filet minion, the grey poupon
them hoes are staked to charm, because we make the bomb

Now I don't mean no harm, but either come on in or get on gone
and let me pull my pouch of snuff
In between your thighs, come take a pull and vibe
and let your tongue go coastin low, now

Chorus

Unsolved Mystery

length: 4:45
[Twista]
I know a whole bunch of motherfuckers thats prepared whoop
Leave a body bloody red to scoop
Poppin off lead for loot
Shot the pussy up from head to boot
Just for talkin dramatic when it was static you was scared to shoot
Police prepared to swoop
To catch a nigga on the runway but don't none stay for the white chalk
If aired out your tip whatch your lip niggas pipes talk
I you wasn't seen then you might walk
Even if it ain't the time of day niggas will find a way like locos off of nodos
Cappin when you servin your blows niggas doze hoes
Got the popos posin as hobos
Take a photo of him please
Tell the Chi Town he freeze they don't give a fuck if it was DT's
They be up like the sea breeze on CC's
And they handin out these murders like free cheese
Could you pass me the B please
I got intercate shit to kick even though I campaign with a gang
Bumpin though in different denominations in the nations,
and the nations racin worried bacause I'm slangin the thangs
If you can ahng up at my town up a K Town
if you dissin them then you dissin me
Niggas actin like they glad to die so if you had to try,
if they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me
just a unsolved mystery

[Chorus]2x
Before I saw his body lyin down
I heard a motherfucker crying now
Have you ever seen a bitch nigga give into mysery
And left an unsolved mystery
Before I saw his body lyin down
I heard a motherfucker crying now
Call the popo the man and mess
Shot up his head and chess
Put to rest now the rest should be history
Before I saw his body lyin down
I heard a motherfucker crying now
Have you ever seen a bitch nigga give into mysery
And left an unsolved mystery
Before I saw his body lyin down
I heard a motherfucker crying now
Niggas actin like they glad to die
So if you had to try
If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me

[2nd vesre]
In a hoopty shorty's will design a spot
So when the get pulled over them people wouldn't find the spot
But if you ain't got it hid you have the flowest
if you can throw it and motherfucker its a nine to knot
Just go back to where your thang lay
Cause lo key niggas they started out in the gang way
But if you wild when your aim spray
Them niggas that you aired out is gonna be comin back the same day
In the middle of a war you ain't on the tip
if you get the guns and clips to keep doin what you doin
Is it the same chiefs that got the same beef
claimin they ain't been doin the bruh be givin it to 'em
Flamboyant niggas must be slow
If your bitch ain't get popped then its a blessin she a lucky hoe
Cause no matter where the fuck he go
In K Town they will dress him in a casket and tuxedo
Cause you can't be actin thug roof
Because of Hennesey and drug use these niggas love juice
Some don't even considered gettin caught
cause when you talk up some shit the gonna be quick and let the slugs loose
These motherfuckers heart is love boo
Especially like them niggas up at Ghostown Windy City snipe
Cause its a pitty when hype
For niggas wanna get witty
For comin too pretty
Get the chilli filled and desipher
To pay the piper and bow to viper
Twice is rough
Now is what I'm kickin hype enough
Cause everytime I puff and write this stuff
I kick a frenzy facin fuckin and fury cause I dont like to bluff
So if we ever get into it and let the static get to me
Lets squash it and make it history
Niggas actin like the glad to die
So if you had to try
If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me
Just an unsolved mystery

[Chorus]

[3rd verse]
Now listen they be kickin hocus pocus
I done said shit to put your motherfucking eyes out of focus
So writing what I wrote is hopeless
If you see our base and you said then you better be ferosheous
And matter fact I hope the dopest
For to try to cope this is hopeless
Cause my lethal rhymes
Is the kind that can beat you blind
And pre-design
I pee through mine
Like I see through lines
Check the brain and see define
The reason I'm gunnin I tried the runnin
Cause I should have let you know
I don't give a fuck you was fronted because you was blunted
West side to the hunters you can't step to hoe
In the state of emergency urgenlty the ambulance will come
And then the law will come demand the gun
But bullshit irrelevence they need evidence
or trippin on elegance they be holdin out they hands for some
If anything they'll hand 'em some
Or get wit him here come the victum he be shot up in his pants and lungs
Cause he actin hard and ran his tongue
Don't mean another nigga he meet in the street gonna be the man to run
Cause a prison is some shit to see
Matter of fact fuck the talkin my lip let me hit the B
Niggas actin like they glad to die
So if you had to try
If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me
Just an unsolved mystery

[Chorus 2x]

Korrupt World

length: 5:40
hold on they're murderin' up if you gotta bust a cap then aim it up
if you religeous praise it up if you gotta get high then blaze it up
for the ones that never gave it up take a champagne glass and raise it
up

verse 1:

again it was the feelin when I saw his blood spillin
poppin' lip takin over his tip is why he had to kill him
now his body's in chalk and no longer can talk so then a life is lost
somebody tricked off and the killer is caught so now his life is cost
you might get caught so to make a move these motherfuckers are
petrified
on the best to try so when we slide so first bless the rest that died
is it a test of pride when inside you pull the trigger but you didn't
want to pull it
could it be a motherfucker on the other side of the bullet
should it matter naw, you figure Ima waste 'em just a murder for the
nation
for some hemmed up, locked up, broke up for felonies and other overly
motherly abrasion
now in front of of me encased in a coffin is a body with people around
sad and froze
tears drop like rain but people didn't feel the pain till the casket
closed
now the drastic shows and mother threw a frown even when the gunner
was found
cuz it seems like yesterday he was runnin around now he under the
gruond
cuz the gunner get down in these streets even though u pack a peice
for heat niggaz urgin' to bust
the game ain't the same so stay away from the curb if you out there
servin' them up and

chorus:

hold on they're murderin up if you gotta bust a cap them aim it up
if you religeous priase it up, if you gotta get high then blaze it up
for the ones who never gave it up take a champange glass and raise it
up
make a toast to yourself for survivin in a world thats so corrupt

(repeat)

verse:

again it was the feelin when I saw his blood pourin'
tragedy mess a man look in the mirror and then I see stud mournin'
as the streets erases others, it encase a brother
you had enough heart to waste this brother but can you face his mother
I was faced with other types of problems that had held me back
couldn't tell me jack now I'm gone in my own zone but you didn't have
to tell me that
so come trail me back to a time when a motherfucker had lost his will
to survive
me and my folks had to rob and steal for a meal he'd had to kill to
survive
I remember when you had my back when the relative passed and my mother
cried
when the house caught flames you collapsed in my arms when you heard
that your father died
I take drama in stride I don't have to go thru a thang to get myself
together
see for yourself but the worst is gone so its on till the roamin' have
his shelter
but if they end up back on the streets again and I have to recieve my
fate
smoke weed at the wake so the pain and hate escapes to keep the kids
straight
cuz you did straight if your seed succeed cuz they keep learnin, and
keep growin up
right now survivin' in a place thats full of doubt and about to
self-destruct

chorus

visualize in invisible eyes how I individualize
critical cries of pitiful skies that rain pain upon the ghettoland
where the unforgettable dies
subliminal lies means no motherfucker never gon make it if he knew
people to keep it in check soon
womb to the tomb death is in the next room if a nigga don't realize
the k's infects doom
lets assume anotha brotha wanna laugh at you I think he just coulda
blasted you
you inhabit you killed them now the trigga tried to kick it but his
niggaz comin after you
tellin you its strange of us be crazy steppin to a motherfucker thats
dangerous
cuz its a gang of us throwin knuckles in a scuffle if we have two
thangs to bust
cocaine to us and my brains to dust I represent you up there so I try
as long as my enemy bust but soon to be crushed I don't really give a
fuck if I die so I lie
my people should be glad to survive in the land of the lost
its plan of the bos leavin motherfuckers dyin with thier grandmothers
hand on the cross
so I take a stand when I talk, ran instead of walk to chalk up another
victory
how you did the caper hid the paper breaking other niggaz off is a
mystery
with the chemicals and drugs all of these criminals and thugs just
keep comin' up
better watch yourself cuz there ain't no love in the streets of a
world thats corrupt

chorus

Get It Wet

length: 4:03
Verse 1

Dear love I was thinking how I should be starting this
mean difference of ways still I can light you like an arsonist
put my heart in this particularly funny when we start to kiss marvelous
How I see you in the cut chillin' with your homies gettin' fucked up
I got fantasies of you carrying me home
I hope you stayin'alone I'm into givin'pleasure echoin' rhythms of my
manly moans
Don't be playin' me wrong I'm too grown for games,
mental manipulation ain't the occupation for the playa you facin I'm
strong
cuz you see I don't be really quite comin on the same boldly and bodily
fluids with every word that 'curs
Girl you deserve some herb and company to be with , fuck whoever you
were gonna leave with
I'm the one you should see shit, I found some love like Adam and Eve
shit
who you should be with your body I squeeze quick
Stick through the sheets are your arms and see don't be alarmed if I
make you feel good all over
cuz I be droppin the bomb that's cuz I'm in the beyond even though
niggaz in the hood is all soldiers
You still gonna suffer the consequences defenseless thinkin about
becomin my wife
if I rock you tonight you be the love of my life
cuz I be huggin you like I'm huggin the mike, plus I'm the one thats
rubbin' you right
And able to stick my tongue up in your navel and lick till you drop
even though I like to hit the twat
I'm realizin' theres a variation of ways I can get you hot
I'm in to learnin' you so pick the spot, I'll get pleasure too but let
me hush and let the lust get a check
I know you don't want me to hit it yet, but don't act like its a crime
cuz it hasn't been committed yet,
but baby won't you let me get it what? get it wet

chorus:

(get it wet)
gimme some tang and alize let me tickle your body, after the party we
can pleasure will you come let me
(get it wet)
let me saturate you body with honey and lick it up stick it up after
release and let it rupt' is it enough to
(get it wet)
try to marinate your mind whats up am I deserving enough just cause we
up in the club don't be bogus cause you let me
(get it wet)
but you be the only one I be thinkin of gimme a hug you got me sprung in
love

verse 2 (Ms. Kane)

Last time I heard you was playing with emotions and po' pimpin'
all up in the clubs smokin' doves fuckin' hella women
Now negro, what's your steelo you want to get with me though
them mad at them zeros and lo-dos
You aint no bout dem weed needs pussy fieds lex keys
for Ms. kane see a half is for my mommy fuck tommy, he ain't tryin to
ask how I'm lookin'
smooth head got you right in the bed you need another lover like you
need a hole in the head
Instead of all this talkin let your tongue do the walkin' on down this
clitoris
fuckin' with a wild hundreds bitch ain't that some shit
guaranteed to get you wet
Simple kiss from p.t. lips it won't take a gang of gifts just to hit
this
come take a little glimpse of these sweet hips
when that ass in the air cause an eclipse, on the freak shit
What you know about this slick clit, send you in a thang when you feel
this
bitch run from a virgin sup a 'burban get the derb 'n leave you hurtin
certain
Steady splurgin' when I'm servin', get you wetter than a persian the
X-rated version
I'm urgin' but I ain't thinkin' you can get it yet
but if you good in a minute you can get it what? get it wet

chorus

verse 3

M, m, m, m, got to be more careful don't hurt 'em girl you sexy when you
mad
then nigga come hurt me baby with a splash
aggression of nana I've never had
As I enter the scene with aroma fresh cologne all that carob on
flamin' up trippin' while stanky roll on
herringbone on gettin' my pose on to the dome strong take a sip of
liquor I'm on bone
Huggin you like I ain't seen you in so long what's up girl, I execute my
unique approach who be the most
willin'to learn and try to be like I got some experience if you need a
coach
Or we can ride tonight and kick it like the homies, who? only me and you
smoke b's up like a cigarette, till I can only see a silhouette and even
though you won't admit it yet
I can tell in time you want me to eventually wanna let me get it what?
get it wet

chorus

No Remorse

length: 4:33
[liffy stokes]
I hang wit pullers of automatic triggers and gold diggers
My mob’s full of go getters
Go live or die by the cold niggas
Wit drama bringers ear ringers and pistol slingers with itchy fingers
Getting high on inhaling nigga smoke that lingers
Buck wild hostile we verbal barrels threw nostrils
My hollow point apostles turn living flesh into fossils
It’s through gospel niggas will wet it vick malif’ll shred it
Beef on these streets only gets the best of you if you let it

[malif]
Well it’s that westside nigga from k-town always gonna stay down
Lay pounds on the table, smoking while watchin cable
I’m able to lick the shot from the porch of my block
And when the gun spray stops there’s no information for cops
Nigga I’m heartless some say I role wit the forces of darkness
But the closest I burned to death is the reason that I spark this (spark this what)
Dramafied premeditated homicide that coincides with the day you die
Cause g, I’m about to let it ride

[chorus]2x
Petty niggas down when the bullets fly,
No remorse your fuckin wit a mobsta
For fuckin wit a mobta
If you got your shit right then run and hide,
Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side
For fuckin wit a mobsta

[turtle]
Fuck the car jack we do a body snatch
Tie niggas up in the trunk wit them rats like a mac for owning scratch
Speedknot’s unstoppable muderin as many niggas as possible
Makin heaven a hospital, and where I’m from it’s highly probable
In a benny reefa roller street patroller stackin clips for lethal loadin
In the city where secrecy’s golden
Live or die in the chi, we kill demeanors wit inferred beamers
Death is the sinner
Whether the reaper awaits your fate with your soul on his finger

[mayze]
Nigga you can’t retreat
When the mobstaz greet you with bullets like robert de niro on heat
And makin killin look sweet
See a nigga like mayze break the safety I hold the clip ‘till infinite
To show your definite when I make you cry blood like I broke your virginity
Shit my mobstaz is straight cheat vs. killers for cash
Quick to stick your ass and flash this 3-80 and rainbow macs
And now you thinking of bringin that bull shit in this direction
Just cause you rap a lot don’t mean you can’t get a lethal injection

[link]
Picture link the mercenary fuckin you like missionary
Position them missile carriers precision ‘till them bitches buried
But a mobstaz sip on sherries snitch niggas sing like canaries
Where we wrong be carrying clone periyon and herringbone
We on the streets in territory we chill come and get you chest pealed
Hot steal and banana clips standing on tip you get your flesh filled wit rhinos
Energies feel for my soul they holdin captive
Visions of living strengthy posses me lets make it happen

[chorus]

[twista]
Smokin on sweet reef for the beat freak
Cause it’s in the heat seaker of the street sweeper
Think I’m lying if you want shit is deadly as slugs
Got you swimming in the blood like sea creatures
Cause you done lit to the land of the lost
Where our straps looking as pretty as bitches
But pullin up in a hearse to a church is the curse of these hideous witches
Hittin hoes wit, 44’s and four by fours wit the pain of a figure four
Wounds hit you like a hit will blow
Every nigga on this track I’ll pull a trigger for
If you test the rock vest, pullin slugs like a lockness
I’m a for show protect my chest
Everything in holes is what I unload and not less
Until meals make progress
Y’all niggas no who y’all be never let me see your face in my spot
While you still be facin your block i’ma be erasing you block
Snappin off like jason on rocks tastin your knots
Cause when it’s pockets for profit
I can’t stop it this mob got me
If you ain’t gonna pop it don’t cock it
Cause if we working you, ready to us carrying clips that’s reversible
Takin all our business personal diss wit a verse we all hurtin you
Bull shit aside, (niggas is knowin I fill another wit holes and not hide)
Better role if not ride unless you hoes don’t got pride
No remorse when your fuckin wit a speedknot mobsta

[chorus 2x, variation on last 2 lines]
If you got your shit right then run and hide
Cause I got a slip quick clip on the side and drop ya
For fuckin wit a mobsta

Emotions (remix)

length: 4:50
performer: Johnny P.
Let me play with your emotions

Well a ************ could never control me, only squeeze me and hold me
That's what the ho came up and told me
Now is she bold G? But in my mouth is where the gold be
Cause I be pimpin' her like Goldie
Gotta get paid in this age my fingers ain't made
Just to be choppin' up confetti with,
If it's already thick you better study ***** if you ain't with it you can get it
'Cause I ain't even on that petty ****
So who the **** you actin' petty wit'?
The rhythm I kick, is like a rhythmly-wicked-arith-a-metic
Pick em up quick and then give em the ****, thinkin' I'm innocent
They up in the mall shoppin' for me pickin' a fit
I got them heffer's nose red
And when we get in the bed, I be leavin' 'em with rose legs
Stuffin' that made em wanna pose dead
But you already got em until you get up in them hoes head
I don't mean to sound bogus or nothin'
But it's the bomb when I be havin' them cuties thinkin'
I'm in love with em, when I'm rubbin' 'em
Be gettin' pub with em, in a club with 'em
Smokin' dub with em, huggin' 'em, freakin' in the tub with 'em
After gettin' paid from her she ain't trippin'
'Cause she know she got what she paid for
She honor my name, I gotta tame, here it go
Now we speakin' with the game on ways to make mo'

Let me play with your emotions ho (Let me play, with your emotions)
To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that
Now ************ can you buy that,
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control,
You know it's worth more than diamonds and gold,
Now don't be bogus and deny that

Emotions ho (Let me play, with your emotions)
To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that
Now ************ can you buy that,
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control,
You know it's worth more than diamonds and gold,
Now don't be bogus and deny that

Now how the **** you gon' act ho, I saw you creepin' out the back do'
What you runnin' from a mack fo'? Lay you on your back slow
Cause you know I got you with my lasso
Blow your mind like a afro
Come and take a glimpse of the stairs
It's the aroma of a pimp in the air, I betcha notice the smell
It's like a lotus when I flow dis, cause my eyes be the lowest
If you didn't notice then you bogus as hell
I'm puttin' women under my spell, like I'm up in their brain
Pumpin' their vein with game for the anatomy that's feminine
They're fillin' 'em up with adrenaline,
Got 'em geekin' we're speakin' approachin up a pimp like a gentleman
Submission is surrenderin, it ain't no endin' if it's on
With a blunt from the bomb side
In the right place, with the right mind and the right line
You can get a lifetime contract
They be wise until they look into your eyes
A shorty freaked when she spotted mine
Took her over to my crib, lay low, hit her off from behind
Then she signed on the dotted-line, the ho was like,
"Ooh Daddy, why you doin' me like this?
I'd do anything to be with you, you got me gone in the head"
Ya mind, I don't mean to make a disaster up
Like my Dad to master love
But if a ************ breakin' you for every penny you earn
Then how could you still show the bastard love?
I guess it's cause I'm cold, ****
Thought you was gon' be spendin' me I betcha think you sho' did
But game recognize game, now you lame in the brain
Stupid ***** that's what you get for tryin' to gold dig

Now let me play wit' your motions ho (Let me play, with your emotions)
To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that
Now ************ can you buy that,
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control,
You know it's worth more than diamonds and gold,
Now don't be bogus and deny that

Emotions ho (Let me play, with your emotions)
To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that
Now ************ can you buy that,
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control,
You know it's worth more than diamonds and gold,
Now don't be bogus and deny that

Yeah, this be Hype, the Verbal Tantrum
Kickin it with my man Twista
If you should suck my soul
I should make your funky emotions
Nothin is good unless you play with it
Play with me baby

I know you think it's blasphemy
But won't you give up when she ask for me? After he passed the beat
Since you said I was your Magesty, I had to see
And when you get paid, there is some cash for me, is it a tragedy
That I can get her so gone, the ho be trippin' talkin' up her love a lot
But the only love I got, is when I'm grippin' like I wanna hug the Glock
Or when I rub the twat, or pickin' up a dub at spots
**** the ho thugs, the clubs, and the phony perpetrators with dimes
The speed knots match voo-Do or Die, Psycho Drama, Crucial Conflict
Be pimpin' with 'em gators and dons, collect the papers and dolls
Player haters remarks will get smoked to a blunt dust
So keep walkin' the next time you hear grown folks talkin'
************s betta shut the **** up, cause we make the women suck up
You insist to be trippin' while we be gamin like Don Juan
What up the filet minion, the grey poupon
Them hoes are staked to charm, because we make the bomb
Now I don't mean no harm, but either come on in or get on gone
And let me pour my potion slow
In between your thighs, come take a pull and vibe
And let your tongue go coastin' low

Now let me play with your emotions ho (Let me play, with your emotions)
To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that
Now ************ can you buy that,
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control,
You know it's worth more than diamonds and gold,
Now don't be bogus and deny that

Emotions ho (Let me play, with your emotions)
To the rhythm of a hi-hat, take a puff and lie back
Let me stimulate your mind, body and soul, I know you want to try that
Now ************ can you buy that,
Tell me baby can you buy that
I got you under my complete control,
You know it's worth more than diamonds and gold,
Now don't be bogus and deny that

Let me play, I wanna play, with your emotions
Can I play?
Oh baby, all I wanna do girl is play, with your emotions