Statik Selektah - My Hoe lyrics

(Intro) I’d do anything (anything) Anything (anything) Anything… n***as be out her hoein out (Verse) Oh yea, rose and parades, my battle, my scar G rosa Ice feel, how that feel? You said it was about alien impulses all over yo poster We postal phone ya, tell the show close the show It’s over it’s like an old soldier with no model for tomorrow I be thinking bout upholding my bottle Plottin on my Abe Lincoln, loadin hollows with my hands on the bottle Throw a pistol like I’m middle eastern Aye ink pins need revival, yo I’m not religious The palm is which I put a song up in and gave me when he thought I pull em different Mama’s crib is safe, papa’s crib safe sponsored links All my brothers and sisters know the color of my nickel plate Still the haters wanna aks me how I deal with hate Told em you should never look a pistol in the face You just go the extra mile just to make sure that you’re livin it straight You tell Barack I need a crib and estates And cake n***as celebrate with you like an O chase She stay hit yo crib just to get yo face up out my face Fake n***a, how you picture tomorrow? With the wrong frame of mind How you picture love if you are blind? And the crowd trippin (Hook x2) You see I never called you my b**h or even my boo There’s so much in the name, it’s so much more in you My… make you my… sh**! (Verse) It’s crap day to day but I’m good enough on a bad day Runnin round my town without a sad face Evidence make dough, moneys fat bills Come realities back No strikes back, no Strike that I snap til I’m done with my picks til it’s sick A pic’s on em perfect as the person is fit I lock a shot then I shoot to gift I’m focusin, in dark rooms I develop the prince So place your bets on he with 10th game fav Flow is peace, the beam is stack, the light on the street is his I’m the most west side of any west sider rider Ridin out by the beach until the day is complete I won’t stop, no can over the prop flow I was snot nose kid, I had the potholes In my lawn, I was bomic from dust Then I grew the f** up like I still dodge gestapos (Hook x2) You see I never called you my b**h or even my boo There’s so much in the name, it’s so much more in you My… make you my… sh**! (Verse) Gla** of champagne on a rosy carpet The flow is sparked there like light to darkness illuminating authors Catch the eye, this the point no one’s up 40 days and 40 nights, a roasted pork Stars shinin the brightest, Rhythm unite us, bring us closer to the roads chose Wise as my n***a pimp, bow to the signs of blim Readin the world yours, auderves etcetera Treat her like a lady til yo cheddar up Credible measures of competitive It’s laughable, I never was one To see your efforts standing next to us Had a few occasions on my exodus, When rappers start the record Was the type to be stunted by nay sayers and hecklers Heck of a rappers, both the clowns inspect the deck I touch Crimes with the internet, probly there’s an introspect Crown me king to the d**h, karma bring bullet d**hs Then he got with me with the Henny breath (Hook x2) You see I never called you my b**h or even my boo There’s so much in the name, it’s so much more in you My… make you my… sh**!