tupac gone fishin - kosha dillz lyrics
verse 1
i’m a a+ at being a failure
heaven sent me down to the earth will h-ll words
s-x on a cross right there where i nailed her
moses split the red sea but i will set sail first
40 ounce of steel reserve so you feel perturbed
everyone got things to say so now i’m getting disturbed
word?
ugh!
harry potter and the hogwarts
i make a million off the art like i’m brainwash
shhhh…
(chorus)
think i think i got a hook?
for your face and the blood yo look
(smack!)
listen up b-tches ,i want 50 bucks on her i ain’t talking bout st-tches
i mean i’m talking bout st-tches
dig it uncle scrooge money bin and the riches
im 2pac gone fish in
what?
i’m 2pac gone fishin!
verse 2
i ain’t rap bout things in sp-ce
i rap about things like the lead front in ya face .(yeah)
hip hop used to be so cl-ssic, nowadays too many kids is not getting they -ss kicked
ha yeah took a lotta acid
ha yeah took a lot of mushrooms
inhale the dust fumes thought i was chucky like,,
uh uh uh uh oh
tails from the crypt keeper
feel the ether when i spit it up
girlfriend grave im a dig it up
and i don’t really give two f-cks, everyone else could die before they get a chance to live it up
flow is so, flow is so jersey
but you can see me in a desert in albequerque
sl!ck like el gato
my people hold knives like juarez across el paso
(chorus)
think i think i got a hook?
for your face and the blood yo look
(smack!)
listen up b-tches ,i want 50 bucks on her i ain’t talking bout st-tches
(ok!)
i mean i’m talking bout st-tches
dig it uncle scrooge money bin and the riches
im 2pac gone fishin
(what?)
i’m 2pac gone fishin!
verse 3
lee’s motel party three chicks forgot a bible
kick two out, 3 am decision final
wake up 2 pm and she missing vitals
ambulance do the dance, i ain’t talk dance recitals
i ain’t never had a fund for a fund to trust
2pac gone fishin’ , slicing up the halibut
amphetamine dream scheme, never had a cut
no money in my pocket? ha – d-mn that a suck
life gettin better not (not)
bait on the hook from a fiend on a block (block)
beggin for that food outside the coffee spot (spot)
crack laced not enough a chance with that fruity pebble rock
straight and narrow path only way from a crooked cop
stop go wait look it then i stop
one more hit than my career i pop
kilo to a lot, ended up being something i’m not
(chorus)
think i think i got a hook?
for your face and the blood yo look
listen up b-tches ,i want 50 bucks on her i ain’t talking bout st-tches
(ok!)
i mean i’m talking bout st-tches
dig it uncle scrooge money bin and the riches
im 2pac gone fish in
(what?)
i’m 2pac gone fishin!
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