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That fo'-fo' goes Anywhere with me I solo stroll That power You know when I solo stroll You know that fo'-fo' goes That power Nothing come to sleep as the dreams and regret Come to a swing of something less than a queen with a catch Guns and funds and cleaners hoping my cocaina will stretch I'm blood to the Mexican bilingual who go by "The Gringo" Who will [?] out the whole scene if you owe and he come to collect I'm what you call a triple threat I'm the one writing a rhyme, I'm the one riding I'm the one rising, I'm the one writing the check The one with enough respect to make nigga untie ya Who's living up under the gun Who will punch your teeth in the street for bumping yo' gums When I'm finished all they can say is I even the odds So many lows, some of my highs were even goodbyes Got so much dough I don't pull out, I just leave it inside My hat be leaned to the side like Adebisi from Oz If perhaps there were beef between you and I You niggas would actually have to sleep in disguise Fucking with power SongtexteThat fo'-fo' goes Anywhere with me I solo stroll That power You know when I solo stroll You know that fo'-fo' goes That power Pardon me for being too cool for this foolish industry The cruel, demented things that I've seen through imagery Due to the ghoulish chemistry that the Devil has with the smell of cash I'm a hustler, I hop in the ocean and sell a whale a splash I'm so hot I can inhale the hash I can blow the grass until I'm actually impaling hell with ash Unhappy people focus on all the shit that's missing Happy people just focus on what the hell they have Uh, Max Julien coats and RAM beepers Zangief hand gest' as the man reaches The transcending a grand 'legiance I rap till I ran Venus or land in arenas, [?] White hood on the Phantom looking like it's a Klan meeting And all that hating'll age a nigga like that Japan region My fam told me my flow remind 'em of 'Pac or BIG I told 'em "I'm sick, you can't just go to the doc for this" Why you out here gossipping? Labels tryna sign me Despite the fact that I'm strapped like I'm in a zombie apocalypse Uh, nigga, they can score how they wanna score I don't always be on the charts but I stay on the boards I don't do beef, I just make you wear the shit out of this two-piece Whenever I see yo' ass like Paloma Ford I don't care if they find you at the game and you on the floor You gon' get this fucking E. Honda, not on your own Accord Uh, now let's put this all in perspective here Me, I'm on the legend tier You, you on the second tier, you definitely scared You move like you borrowed the first letter from the word "faggot" You put effort to put the "F" in "fear" My pen is potentially grimace the penitentiary I'm the splitting image of Dempsey Y'all niggas Ren & Stimpy Everything about you new niggas is Mickey D's Y'all niggas tempt me, but even y'all dudes grimace Mickey That fo'-fo' goes Anywhere with me I solo stroll That power You know when I solo stroll You know that fo'-fo' goes That power Aus Songtexte Mania