Failure Lyrics: It's mean, soldier Now let me put the streets down like steamrollers With the CATS that push 40 oz. through the hood like King Cobras See me sling soda 'Cause the extra four in the split is mixed It's really 36 Used to buy toasters and clips You can tighten your circle or boa constrict While you was lighting your purple, I was over the scripts See, I couldn't walk the walk, couldn't really talk the talk Had to get my talk to properly explain my walk 'Cause this lack in talk had my walk looking off Now I'm over the limp Watch how they mugs drop when they see my Verbal's able (That's the Usual) When I was po' I was low Now me and my Chaps cop Purple Label It's Ralph Lauren on the rap laureate Niggas brownnose, they are like "after him" Runners at Interscope are not as Stoute as him Please don't Interscope It's gonna be a whole lot of Iovine and respirating If I lean out this window with Irene Niggas as tall as Yao Ming With LUP-Emperor Is the foundation's high beams and the antennas It's so serious every time I write my John Hancock like Could damn near see Detroit Niggas is scared of heights This is saran wrap and aluminum foil Some potpourri, a little machine oil I stack my paper and throw off my 6 This is top floor, better look out before Pennies from heaven is the same as the semi from the second And I reign supreme Turn your umbrellas upside down Did you even catch the change in theme? And them niggas ain't Watts nor from his regime Gangsta lean Hats on ...
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