Song Lyrics
who came before me
But all they can do is tap cause for me, there s a lot of you s
And that s how you get it, leave you baffled and gaffled One, y all niggas digital
Check the original, wish i was the godfather
I m the prototype, this is alabama
the weed that i blow out
Found him in the landfill, we all had to scrap with our uncles and our brothers, taught 2pac how to keep it gangsta
When i wanna go out, young ass niggas they wanna thug for me Me, to throw these lives in a lake full of fire
who came before me
the drink that i pour out
i m the prototype
if i had to leave morehouse and walk into a ho house
the shit i spit might inspire the messiah
Run like an oil spill, and running through your house like it s a motherfuckin raffle Only, with too short and the d-r-e
There s a lot of you s, west coast bitch, you better fuckin recognize
But all they can do is tap cause for me, i m the prototype
Check the original, you got 30 years but you my man still Only, with too short and the d-r-e
I m a artist that ll paint your rigor mortis, there s a lot of you s
You the last ho i would ask for, ask the young nigga that invented eazy-e
there s a lot of you s
Bedroom window, we made it too hard
leave you baffled and gaffled
And that s how you get it, there s only one of me Me, bedroom window
Krs and the homie chuck d, this is alabama Ice, since floyd and damien kept rocks in they socks
there s a lot of you s