Bugz - Panic In Molly Park lyrics

[Hook: Timbaland] Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all [Verse 1: Bugz] Syllable sensei, biblical men pray When this minister administer the sinister pen play My brain waves stay ablaze, science undercover Know the bay is my prey, moment of silence for my brothers Yeah, moment of silence for my brothers When they ran from the badge, now they lying under covers Crying mothers from the crime of others hit the news quick Copping 5-9 cause 9-5 couldn't do sh** Really still hollow, empty pills bottles made me Back when auntie overdosed, comatose on suede sheets My uncle a skeleton wearing skin clothes Cause to him pills we're like O'Neil to free throws Uncle flipping birds that don't fly, no beaks While pimps getting pie off the thighs of a freak You could sniff my bloodline and get high for a week But f** giving out fries with a drink I'm a rhyme 'til I die or advised for a shrink Every time I wake, I rhyme to get the cake Promised pie in the sky, I'm just try'na get a plate, boy Want girls and a mansion, but I ain't try'na play, boy [Hook] [Verse 2: JB] Yeah, mystical relapse, a fifth of jack and a hit of whack to back Two back to back make my lungs collapse Pupils dilated, you could tell I was either high or faded My destination was heaven's basement In the clouds I try to say it cleverly where every around me Try to better me but can't succeed Yea they only try to give me what I need But love couldn't satisfy a fiend That's the honest truth I'm letting out some secrets now, man the lyins loose I lied to who ment the most, I would die for who I lost But same sh** different day Tryna stay strong doing sh** a different way, living life sh** is better than just chillin here at home Dwelling over b**hes that I had a year ago Oh f** now I'm really on some Drake sh** I rather be real than be on some fake sh** Word up [Hook] [Verse 3: Bugz] Back again from the crack head den Hes selling flows by the O's, buy the pack for ten You get no hugs when you flesh and blood But when you sing with the wings, you get blessed love Spark beef, no minute steak, it'll take at the park meet Where they draw heat, artists in the dark street Lose ya mind, few pursue a fluent dime through the truest grind It's ironic, homie robbed a rollie, now hes doing time Live it up, many stuck, few will climb through the sewer grime, do a crime, who am I I'm losing my dome, if I throw a suit on my bones And go to funeral homes to view the few that I know, again Many times it had happened to me Shout out to Jay, shout out to Bobby, dog, whats happening, G They wasn't taught from the best, when they walk with a vest Didn't sell they white right, cause they snorted the rest Sorta depress, in the fast lane, out the way quick Waste clips to make your face drip Without a trace dip like a makeshift spaceship was the getaway whip Monopolize this thing, so I flow for the presents Shine but no diamond in my necklace, never buy the bling You don't recognize a king when he roams with the peasants A starving artists giving you food for thought Degenerates generating food for thought, who'd have thought