Kick In The Door

I gots to talk i gotta tell what I feel
I gotta talk about my life as I see it
Biggie ayy, yo
Biggie uh, yo, check it
Uh, yo biggie

It's a shame
Who do we blame? The government restrain
To maintain the system we contain (Biggie)
Tolerate wads of flows
Give up commercial lyrical shows
This ain't 5-0 folders, phony fakes saying
"Fuck 12"

Get what I'm sayin'? My word is always bond
24 7, eleven's peel cerebellums on those
Who go to plottin'
Knockin' noggins, beheadin' politicians
Plans that's optimistic
Propendous and not 'spicious
Never fictitious, hopin' I become the richest
Venomous lyrical switches, whipped bitches
Fuck once snitches 'til eyes twitch, ayy
(Come on) witch get stitched, not get fixed
But we'd need revolutionaries in this world
Maybe put down the TEC
And find your intellect
And use that nonsense and flex
Each year, younger, younger havin' sex
With the only thing that
Swears the previous lines
And what's up next, reach my apex
Kick in the door
Wavin' the 44, I wave a message
I hope you think it's impressive
Colossal done sent us to
Approve the youth mental
Come in gentle, no detrimental
Once upon a time I found my divine mind
Inflicted apex vibes through these lines
That I bind, rise and grind to this shine
And unwind wads of wop
Headed straight to the top (Biggie)
If I make it
It's cops still pop top's on the block
I guess that's why I copped the Glock
Cop glocked at my pops, he survived that
Runnin' traffic on Trinity Ave
When niggas like Slick work
Up in the apartment
Cypher cast 'bout six words in my esophagus

My word is bound zay, you suck
I don't even know what I'm
Gonna rap on this shit (Biggie)
Straight up, this is so shit
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
Okay, okay, alright

Very angry while trying to strangle my balls
Wipe my ass with some butter while
Scraping shit on the wall
But honestly overall
I like popping an Adderall
While dancing around
Clapping a pansy in overalls
It's no wonder why my mother hates me
I beat my dick to porn flicks
Of Martin Lawrence with autistic babies
Child molestin', incest, it wasn't a question
Beat her like Sean Penn, venom in my pen
Rape a broad while kissin' on Christian Bale
In fact, if I go to Hell
It's likely I'll go to jail
I heard in prison they like
All the little kids
So me and that Woody Allen were
Planning to take a trip
"Oh Woody, such a big woody
Stop touching my penis
So cover it with a hoodie
You promised me if I came
You'd give me a bunch of goodies
What's in that black backpack?"
"Oh it's nothing", well
Nothing turned into something
'Cause soon as the cops passed
Woody just hauled ass
Cops stopped us, Woody asked for a kiss
Told the officers coming that
"Woody's touching my dick" chuckles
Martin Lawrence in my backseat
In my- (Biggie) , in my backseat
It's a kick in the door in the door, ayy
I'ma go up on niggas, yes hey oh
Ha ha (Screaming)
Howdy y'all, fuck shit, you lied a bit
Came off this shit's like- screaming
Oh my God, oh, shit
Okay, alright, alright, alright, I'm done
Chuckles
(Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stu)
Pussy boy, you get smoked, like a Newport