I'm A Pisces (Explicit)

Gettin' in where I fit in, right?

What that deuce, deuce poppin' like?

Baby, I like the way you work that tongue

You had a don't care ****** for 3 weeks sprung

It's the game, the mutha******a calls my name

Product made of yola 'cuz the rules don't change

The prettiest thing is new white wall tires

I shoulda been a lawyer 'cuz I'm such a good liar

Kill dosia style, brain child in a beanie

God fear a ****** under pressure and greedy

Microphone cops steady ******' off my dealings

Even when I'm workin', mutha******as think I'm chillin'

Recruitin' like the army or even the marines

Some get rejected like black, jelly beans

I'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' ******* from a sac

Mutha******a, where you at? I got ******* raps

Ya hardcore CB4 uproar made a nice comeback

But didn't touch my score

A Farrakhan listener, white world prisoner

My frisk down is just like the state pen for visitors

Ghetto red hots, guns, crack and macks, fly clubs

No love and ******* raps

Spendin' ways incredible, money untraceable

Tiga's start to jack when the **** ain't available

Baby you talk too much, pass the blunt

I'm tryin', to give your fine ass the raw and uncut

I got no time to be a crybaby fool

Forgive me, but they got me packin' pocket tools

Fresh out say ****** 'em, yeah, I made a gang of raps

Smokin' ******* in a rental with the gangsta tracks

Straight chewy, and a ****** got a gang of pride

Check the battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyes

Had to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shades

Still tryin' to ****** them freaks from my high school days

B. Adams, do you still love me?

'Cuz ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay **** free

**** back loaded and about to explode

Like the 12 story 'jects, ******* I'm outta control

Alpine reliant, police defiant, Kentucky Fried and Popeye's number 1 client

Two piece pings n rice allspice

N an RX-7 cuttin' through'a da night

I represent the look like the great Sam Cook

Put a star by every freak in my true black book

Clutch tight fist pumped way in the air, pagan

You dealin' with a microphone bear

Tear, pear, glare, where? Stare, check it, I don't care

I just can't quit, ********, the rap game fanatic

Tryna stay calm with a mad ******* habit

Cussin' and fussin' at 100 degrees

I think like a blind thief with the vision of G's

Chewy used to do me, listen to Ice-T

Ya lookin' at a ****** who wish he was **** free

But ****** that's a dream in another life

So, until then my last word is re-light