I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
These niggaz is too salty
I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
Crack ‘em one by one
You niggaz got me f**ked up

F**k a ghostwriter, sittin’ in the back
Of the studio tryin’ to write a nigga rap
It’s The Muppet Show, most niggaz need A&R
To tell ‘em how to f**k a hoe

Ice Cube, true emcee
Write everything I say, even back in the day
I’ma spit it how I feel it, f**k a gimmick
You can keep your catchy lines
I’m ’bout to write a rhyme

If you got a backpack tryin’ to act black
Think you know the culture? You’s a f**kin’ vulture
You never approached a mic
You’re dressed like a dyke sayin’ what ya don’t like

Who deserve ‘5 Mics’, who deserve 2
But the nigga with 2 still can serve you
This West Coast flow is different than the East
But it ain’t no different in the street

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
‘Cause the salt might make you choke

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they’ll make you choke
Oh oh, you niggaz got me f**ked up

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds on the porch with the torch
In case these niggaz come around to see the Porsche
When I brandish, motherf**kers vanish
They don’t understand like a nigga speakin’ Spanish

No comprende, me no speak no Engle
Here, now yo’ ass feelin’ tingley
Now, you’re doin’ shit like Darryl Stingley
Don’t get stung by the motherf**kin’ sting ray

Jumpin’ over niggaz, y’all better king me
Put your rap careers up on eBay
Crazy Toones is the motherf**kin’ DJ
Baby, drop to your knees, he deserves a BJ

I got a big brother nicknamed CJ
When you see him in the hood, take it easy
If you a breezy, take him to the heezy
Do him like Halle Berry did Michael Ealy

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
‘Cause the salt might make you choke

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they’ll make you choke
Oh oh, I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I’m spittin’ pollaseeds

Quick to twist ya, hit ya, it’s the chipper
Pistol gripper, skip-skipper runnin’ up in your rear view mirror
Ready to bust with my bandana bumpin’ oldies
Cube throw me the lob like Odom to Kobe

So, I could bust a Crip-walk on these niggaz
Yellow tape off these niggaz, f**k all these salty niggaz
They can’t hold our shit
Gangsta rap ain’t dead, motherf**kers just stole our shit

All you niggaz owe us alimony
All you did was switch your name and ate our style up like ravioli
On your club raps I’m pissin’, talk shit, I’ll knock your Comodi glasses
Off your face under the transmission, nigga

From the Westside f**kin’ up the program
With the surplus hanky hangin’ out the Brougham
Dub Sizzla, dippin’ on them ‘draulics and D’s
Spittin’ shells at you niggaz like pollaseeds

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
‘Cause the salt might make you choke

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty, they’ll make you choke, oh oh

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I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
‘Cause the salt might make you choke

I’m spittin’ pollaseeds
I crack ‘em one by one
‘Cause I don’t wanna be greedy
Because these niggaz is salty they’ll make you choke, oh oh

I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no from you
I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no, no, no, no

Hey mister sister, leave me alone
Today kids don’t grow up, they just grow old
Guess you know how bad I felt
When you were with somebody else

I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no from you
I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no, no, no, no

Hey, you
Hey, hey you

I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no from you
I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no
I won’t take no for an answer

I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no for an answer
I won’t take no for an answer
…

Is this the way a toy feels
When its batteries run dry?
I am the watch you always wear
But you forget to wind

Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these
So I sat alone and waited out the night
The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed
So I’m asking you to shine it on and stick around
I’m not writing my goodbyes

I submit no excuse if this is what I have to do
I owe you every day I wake, if I could I would shrink myself
And sink through your skin to your blood cells
Remove whatever makes you hurt, but I am too weak to be your cure

Is this the way a toy feels
When its batteries run dry?
I am the watch you always wear
But you forget to wind

Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these
So I sat alone and waited out the night
The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed
So I’m asking you to shine it on and stick around
I’m not writing my goodbyes

I’m not letting you check out, you will beat this starting now
And you will always be around
I’m there to monitor your breathing
I will watch you while you’re sleeping
I will keep you safe and sound

Does anybody remember back
When you were very young?
Did you ever think that you
Would be this blessed?

Nobody plans to be half a world away at times like these
So I sat alone and waited out the night
The best part of what has happened was the part I must have missed
So I’m asking you to shine it on and stick around
I’m not writing my goodbyes

Harmony from the very start weren’t we changin’ it?
Don’t we all agree that in every part
We’re more than rearrangin’ harmony

Do we move the mountains that we climb, just because we’re here
Can we show the forests to the blind, to see the trees we clear?
Dear mother nature holds her ground, and our seeds are still around
Will we watch our garden grow to somethin’ only heaven knows?

Harmony we’re the only one’s who can’t live in it
Everything and everyone can get along in every way
In harmony

Harmony from the very start weren’t we changin’ it?
Dont we all agree that in every part
We’re more than rearrangin’ harmony?

I believe it’s gonna be
When everybody here can sing along
Singin’ in harmony
(Singin’ in harmony)
Stand on up say the word
Together all of our voices can be heard
Everybody knows the key
To livin’ in harmony
Aa aa aa

Take heed in what’s become of Eden, you and me from seed to seed
Just how does your garden grow, it’s likely only Heaven knows?

Harmony, we all just have to believe
(Harmony)
(Oo oo oo)
Don’t we all agree that in every part
(Don’t we all agree)
(Oo oo oo)
We’re more than rearranging harmony

I believe it’s gonna be when everybody here can sing along
(Singin’ in harmony)
Singin’ in harmony
(Singin’ in, singin’ in harmony, yeah)
Stand on up, I believe
(I believe in harmony)
I believe
(Harmony)
I believe
Say the word, harmony
(Everybody knows)
(Stand on up, I believe)
I believe
I know we can do it now
(Stand on up, I believe)
I believe, I believe in harmony
Yeah, harmony
(I believe in harmony)
Yeah yea yea yea
(i believe)
Everybody knows the key
To livin’ in harmony
Aa aa aa

You sweat her, and I ain’t talkin’ ’bout a Coogi
You a big L, and I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Cool J
See me at the airport, at least 20 Louis
Treat me like the prince and this my sweet brother Numpsay

Brother Numpsay, groupies say I’m too choosy
Take ‘em to the show and talk all through the movies
Says, she want diamonds, I took her to Ruby Tuesdays
If we up in Friday’s, I still have it my way

Gone, we strivin’ home
Gone, we ride on chrome
It’s too late

Y’all don’t want no prob from me
What you rappers could get is a job from me
Maybe you could be my intern, and in turn
I’ll show you how I cook up summer, in the win-turr
Aaron love the raw dog, when will he learn?
Caught somethin’ on the Usher tour he had to let it burn

Plus he already got three chil’run
Arguin’ over babysitters like, “”*****, it’s yo’ turn”
Damn ‘Ye, it’d be stupid to ditch you
Even your superficial raps is super official

R-R-Roc Pastille with Gucci on
With TV’s in the ride, throw a movie on
Said he couldn’t rap now
He at the top with doobie long
‘Cause the dookie’s on any song
That they threw me on

Gone, we strivin’ home
Gone, I ride on chrome
Gone, we strivin’ home
We strivin’ home
Gone, I ride on chrome

Knock knock, who’s there? Killa Cam, Killa who?
Killa Cam, hustler, grinder, gorilla true
Oh, my chinchilla blue, blue you ever dealt with a dealer?
Well here’s the deal ma we goin’ to the dealer booth

No concealin’, no ceiling I don’t need a roof
Act up, get out, I don’t need you, poof
Poof, be gone, damn tough luck dag
Dag, ****** still doin’ puff puff pass

Pull the truck up fast and I tell ‘em
Hey, back in a touched up Jag, Jag
Y’all *****z want Killa Cam, cerebellum
An old man just gon’ tell ‘em

Then I see how y’all gonna react when I’m gone
My last girl want me back then I’m on
Fine stay, you got the grind hey
Came back, read what the sign say

Yes, I know you wanna see my demise
Yeah, you church boy actin’ like a thief in disguise
Ain’t leavin’ my side, see the greed in my eyes
Ask Abby y’all hustle for a week to the Chi

And that ain’t leavin’ alive, please believe me
Gave Weezy a piece of the pie, and
You can ask Georgia or Regina
The whole West side I explore with the Beamer now

We strivin’ home
I ride on chrome
Listen homeboy, move on
That’s your best bet, why’s that?
‘Cause

Uhh, uhh, yo, yo
I been pourin’ out some liquor for the fact that my pal’s gone
And tryin’ to help his momma with the fact that her child gone
And since we used to bubble like a tub full of Calgon
Guess it’s only right that I should help her from now on

But since they got a foul on, what coulda gone wrong
Now they askin’ Cons, how long has this gone on?
And maybe all this money mighta gone to my head
‘Cause they got me thinkin’ money mighta gone to the feds

So I ain’t goin’ to the dread, but he’ll go on up to bed
And when I came the next mornin’ he was gone with my bread
And with that bein’ said, I had gone on my instincts
And gone to the spots where they go to get mixed drinks

But lookin’ back now shoulda gone to the crib
And rented ‘Gone with the Wind’, ’cause I’da gone about 10
But I had gone with my friend, and we had gone to the bar
And heard a ***** talkin’ ***t so I had gone to the car

And now the judge is tellin’ me that I had gone too far
And now we gone for 20 years, doin’ time behind bars
And since I gone to a cell for some petty crimes
I guess I gone to the well one too many times, ’cause I’m gone

Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh uh, uh onn, uh uh uh onn
Uh uh onn, uh uh uh I’mmm

Ahead of my time, sometimes years out
So the powers that be won’t let me get my ideas out
And that make me wanna get my advance out
And move to Oklahoma and just live at my Aunt’s house

Yeah, I romance the thought of leavin’ it all behind
Kanye step away from the lime
Light, like, when I was on the grind
In the one, nine, nine, nine

Before model chicks was bendin’ over or
Dealerships asked me Benz or Rover, man
If I could just get one beat on Hova
We could get up off this cheap-a** sofa

What the summer of the Chi got to offer a 18 year old?
Sell drugs or get a job, you gotta play gyro
My dawg worked at Taco Bell, hooked us up plural
Fired a week later, the manager count the churros

Sometimes I can’t believe it when I look up in the mirror
How we out in Europe, spendin’ Euros
They claim you never know what you got ’til it’s gone
I know I got it, I don’t know what y’all on

I’ma open up a store for aspiring MC’s
Won’t sell ‘em no dream, but the inspiration is free
But if they ever flip sides like Anakin
You’ll sell everything includin’ the mannequin
They got a new ***ch, now you Jennifer Aniston

Hold on I’ll handle it, don’t start panickin’, stay calm
Shorty’s at the door ’cause they need more
Inspiration for they life, they souls, and they songs
They said sorry, Mr. West is gone

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn’t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Supposed to be to work an hour ago
When I pass that boss stormin’ down the road
Now there’s an Angel on my shoulder
Thinkin’ she can win me over
The Devil’s got my number, don’t you know?

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn’t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Maybe, maybe, have I gone too far this time?
Maybe, maybe, is my conscience workin’ overtime?

There’s a knockout Georgia Peach givin’ me the eye
Well, if the truth be known, I’m just a little shy
Turns out she wasn’t alone
She had a six foot chaperone
But that didn’t slow me down
Don’t ask me why

There I go lying to myself
Said I wasn’t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again

I got no one to blame except myself
I said I wasn’t gonna do it
Next thing you know, here I go again
Talked myself right into it

Talked myself, talked myself right into it
Talked myself, talked myself, talked myself right into it
Said I wasn’t gonna do it
Here I go again baby

Talked myself right into it

At last you have found a friend
The sweetest voice will never end
And it echoes down the mountainside
People live and people die

Friendly face will always be
Wrapped up in my childhood days

Old dogs and worn out shoes
Even children sing the blues
How we must endure it all
To save God’s creatures great and small

All my world is there and then
The voices come to me again
And they echo down the mountainside
People live and people die

I still can see my Daddy’s face
Oh Lord, this is a lonely place

Fast train, train too slow
Maybe you got no place to go
Let me set your spirit free
It’s crazy but you comfort me

We share together what we found
The force of love is all around
And it echoes down the mountainside
Little bit of soul we hide

Find us lost without a trace
Oh Lord, this is a lonely place

Gone, gone childhood days
Gone in so many ways
In all my children you can see
What old acquaintance means to me

Dream is mine and here it stays
All wrapped up in my childhood days
And it echoes down the mountainside
People live and people die

Tho I love you for always
I lost you in my childhood days

Say goodbye to prime-time and the fools that choose to view
Say goodbye to Wendy, say goodbye to Rhonda
Say goodbye to the Beach Boys from the Palisades to Kona

Say goodbye to Glasnost, say goodbye to Malathion
Say goodbye to the clowns in congress and the belt around Orion
Say goodbye to the tabloids, say goodbye to diet soda

Say goodbye to new age music from the Capa to the Coda
Say goodbye to gridlock, goodbye to Dolly’s chest
Goodbye to the ozone layer if there’s any of it, left

Don’t it, make you wanna crawl back to the womb
Find a sanitarium rent yourself a room
This overload is edging me, further out to sea
I need to put some distance between overkill and me, me

Say goodbye to Jackie Collins, say goodbye to illiterate fools
Goodbye to evangelists and geeks with power tools
Goodbye to statuettes, say goodbye to lists

Say goodbye to articles on who the senator kissed
Say goodbye to hair styles, goodbye to heaven’s gate
Goodbye to Rocky, five, six, seven and eight

This need is real in my soul I feel the love You shared
That’s why I can’t say no again
My thoughts are confused for my sins You’re abused
My heart it screams, to open up and let You in

In my mind, I’m still fighting to understand
Nothing’s free, but what You offer me
You give so freely, though it cost You Your life
And inside, You show me the truth

This need is real in my soul I feel the love You shared
That’s why I can’t say no again
My thoughts are confused for my sins You’re abused
My heart it screams, to open up and let You in

You know I try to do it, to be a self made man

I tried to place it all upon my back again
But this crushing weight was well beneath the skin
Panicking for the light, inner struggle I fight
But then I realized that You could be the only way

This need is real in my soul I feel the love You shared
That’s why I can’t say no again
My thoughts are confused for my sins You’re abused
My heart it screams, to open up and let You in
Let You in, let You in, let You in