Marmaduke - Nigerian Email lyrics

The truth already set sail, I'm looking for reasonable doubt The check's in the mail and I promise not to cum in your mouth I was born during a drought, I was born to a house divided against itself I was born into the mouth a well of misc poverty Dad died, they gave me his stuff I put a couple more notches in the belt Play the hand you dealt, DC on melt seeds poppin 98 not gonna release your delta h meridian Bush weed got me feeling like a kid again Traffic island gilligan, dwb except the pat down like a second cla** citizen No need for the sugar coatin', have you seen any brothers on the moon? I got you open, Scott ? with the shank you get cut and ganked gaffold leaking from the poking Big bank take little bank, Zimbabwean dollars what I'm holding so I'll take that now Thanks, ? with the boy golden Face bloated wrists frozen When he wave from outdated Soviet tank don't be frontin like you dont know him Buried in fatigues soldier slim, i see murder in a crimson tie, george teague The overlook hotel is where I've always been Your frame of reference is Brick Squad Mine is Poppa Large, big shot on the East Coast Ain't what it used to be, but I'll take it I done boast cowardly threat, flow make shift Hey momma! I finally made it! No lie, son jumped out a third story window when we got raided My feet never left the floor, I'm on that James Naismith Soft spoken, unabraisive Politely asked whitey to loosen the bracelet ? his way out of central booking Hot date? I do the cooking Turns out she stays up in the Bronx, I'm in Brooklyn That commute ain't appealing Best not forget your earrings Summer heat searing She's dressed for it so of course the streets is leering My skin's crawling, stomach turning ? honking and swerving She hardly seem to notice, focused like bourbon Me? I break up trees on your fourth generation imitation Premier beats That's definitely not the flavor And trust me you not doing the 90's no favors Louie the 14th in a clean gla** piece slow motionley major Theme music for stolen credit card movements They caught the most etherest of vapor White suburb, black neighbor I'm high like black mayor Rivet city ransom But the hoe need no savior Sheesh, she got me repeating myself I'm gonna go get the papers, get the papers