50 Lyrics - Mellowhype

I'm a lotta narcotics, flow aquatic atomic 

The way I rhyme in Islamic promises, ignorance is common sense 

Straining my gluteus, f*cking hungry hippopotamus 

You n*ggas are in the bottom pit, of nauseousness 

Is what I was raised around as a child 

I'd rather chuck up my middle finger than give a b*tch a smile 

Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres 

In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that mothaf*ckin' stapler? 

Uh, you hear that sh*t? 

Ay, run that sh*t back 

Yeah, that sh*t hot, n*gga 

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Hostility fertile like my mule and 40 acres 

In my Stacy Adam gators, where's that mothaf*ckin' stapler? 

Good grades on the wall, n*ggas hate to see me do it major 

I'm just a leader of my team and I ain't afraid of traitors 

Lacing my shoes, we the MellowHype jews 

We controlling the crews, drinking Belgium booze 

We animals out the zoos, with a fuse abused 

B*tches brewing in our stews, on they knees like the pews 

Sock a buster in his jaw 

F*ck the police, break the law 

Twist your fingers up, grip your balls 

If you ain't got heart you ain't got sh*t at all 

Where your homies at? They'll get f*cked up too 

Where your grandma at? She'll get f*cked up too 

Where your b*tch at? She'll get f*cked up too 

Where the roof at? We'll stomp that b*tch through 

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Here we go n*ggaro, I'll sing Figaro, Figaro 

Chucking up the divigolo burning bodies in a (?) 

Aww, mothaf*cka wanna see you shine and I got my gold on 

Clancy said I'm late for my flight, well he better hold on 

Can't wait 'til I f*ckin' buy me a jet, there gon' be some hoes on it 

Just blow O's on it, count dough on it 

Smoking in the sky, damage the ozone, don't it? 

Sh*t, I'll take a life for my moment's moment 

Contract your own sale, f*ck a deal, you're in a option 

Turn the bass up, get mothaf*ckas to go sh*t 

Rappers nowadays are all phased when it comes to soft shove 

If n*ggas saying your flow weak, you shoulda bought one 

You call this brand new, to me it's Santa Cruz 

Don't find HB the man to lose, you ain't a bruise 

Catch me on MTV or your local channel news 

In London recording to Fuse, I'm the man that confused 

I'm f*cking crazy, need slavery to be alien gravy 

But I ain't saying it to your mothaf*ckin' brain, skull 

Sock a buster in his jaw 

F*ck the police, break the law 

Twist your fingers up, grip your balls 

If you ain't got heart you ain't got sh*t at all