I-jonez Exclusive lyrics (Lyrics)
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[Louis Logic:]
Uh, yeah, yeah, come on, come on, yeah, yeah
Now when the I-Jonez kids rang on my phone with
A request for me to craft a suicide poem quick
I told em I dont spit without an ice cold six
But fuck the yellow suds cause I dont like no piss
I need a dark brew like Jeff Gordon need a car crew
One lap in the sack and I can see your part two (too)
Its hard to imagine a drunk, smart Lou
Who doesnt want brew and says hes givin up hard booze
This new philosophy sticks to the prophesy
Six stupid mockeries give you lobotomies
Hes gotta be an inhuman oddity to get the kind of chedda you
Would win through the lottery
And spend it on liquor and sex so give em respect
For settin records when his liver is wet
Cause if it isnt a check than give em a set of
Slippery breasts he can suckle like an infant again
Im a baby, because I always get my way
And I see crazy, cause I always forget my place
Im in the womens rest room with a test tube
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Standin right next to one of the stars
For her sample when she gets through it
Im in a wedge here with a flask of piss
After this, simply so you catch the gist
And you can tell me how one of them bashful chicks
Felt when R. Kelly sprayed em with his splash of wizz
I got {Skills} only if you mean that Im Ill
Theres patients in the psychiatric ward missin they pills
{Skills} Put piss in your grill from AIDS patients
Cause it gives me a thrill to ask em how the waste tasted
Some of you may hate this, others who will chill
It still doesnt stop me from givin em Ill {Skills} Yeah!
This is Louis Logic, the Drunken Dragon baby
And Im chillin with my peoples from I-Jonez
You know what Im sayin?
If you aint gettin the news, then you aint in the know
I got my man J.J. Brown on the boards
Puttin them sounds into my ears
And we about to lace you up somethin nice
Like a fr esh pair of sneaks, son, boom
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