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Promote Violins
f/ Kurupt Young Gotti







[Kurupt Young Gotti]



Ever since I was young I wanted to be



Somethin like what I am, uhuhhhhhh...







[J-Ro] We promote violins!



[Y.G.] Yeah - check me out



[J-Ro] We promote violins!



[Y.G.] E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt Young Gotti Neo Deastro(?)



[Y.G.] Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth..







(Let's go, Kurupt..)







[Kurupt]



May I laugh (?) to yourself, shells



Before honor and war I just can't tell



I can't fake these soliloquies, silencers off



The art of warfare in here violence is off (ha)



Po-po's gone, periscopes on



Telescopes on, and tell her that hope gone



And show her that war is war, fours and forty-fours



Banana peeling clips stacked ceiling to floor boards



Head up the concourse, like (?) in concourse



Scissorhands bulldoze ran like Honda Accords



I'm perfect with every note, 'til the periscope's on



Play like the accordian perfect with every chord



We combine, mental body and soul's Columbine



Hope floats like public streams, ravines



Harm forces that bear armed forces



Puttin body parts all over walls and public signs



Anxious as Ginuwine



Congressional street scholar, professional street soldier



Intellectual Manitoba, California to Cuba



Gooding like Cuba Gooding gettin blown like a tuba



Dead in the head shells shed red October



Shed and spread, cock and pop the glock only



I'm with King Tee and Tha Liks, Alkahol it up like



bitch - get the fuck off my dick



I got pistols, pills, acid, bombs



Crank, crystalized coke in lines



I don't give a fuck (we don't give a fuck about nuttin)



I don't give a fuck (we don't give a fuck about nuttin)



I don't give a fuck (we don't give a fuck about nuttin)







[J-Ro]



You the only one walkin around with a hot stolen gun



Thinkin you Napolean and dream of holdin some



while I'm rollin one it's like a medieval upheaval, the regal



get chopped up and found on both coasts, gettin ate up by the seagulls



Now you out for the season, J-Ro is the reason you freezin



In the cold sneezin



While I'm takin pictures cheesin at the Likwid meetin eatin



And we all got heat that be repeatin for you knee-gaz



We trippin sippin on Hen and ready to quench yo' thirst



Every time I kick a verse you wish you'd thought of it first



I need a NURSE (why J?) before my head burst



from divin headfirst into your local networks



Some people think hip-hop is so obnoxious



Some people get a kick out of it like shoe boxes



I hope that, MC'sll get a lot of G's per rap



Cause while the microphones are on, the place I'll spit my words at



If I was in the ring with four men, they'd have to get more men



with mops and towels for all the liquid pourin



King Tee and Tha Liks, and Kurupt fuck it up like



BITCH, get the fuck off my dick



I got hookers, hoes, tramps, pigeons



Bitches, rats, sluts with big butts



I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)



I don't give a fuck (I don't give a MOTHERfuck)







[Tash]



(There it is.. there it goes..)



So while the clock be tock tickin Tha Liks be hop hippin



Straight drop-kickin victims 'til they egos stop trippin



Bitchin while my set is on set to set it off



While they set to set-trippin but still can't get it off



This section sectioned off for the fly hoes and Alkies



Y'all niggaz know the rules you can't pop bottles without me



It's Likwid, and all my niggaz is Don Kings



Gettin drunk, writin rhymes by the pool in Palm Springs



Cause ain't nuttin changed but the size of the bottles



We still rock the shows with a Rollo-ass wobble



So look but don't touch cause everybody know the facts is



Tash a maniac, Tash had tracks with actors



Still with Tha Liks, alcoholed it up like



BITCH, get the fuck off my dick



I got juice, gin, Mo' (Cris) Hen



Walkin in the mall with thirty thousand to spend



So fuck y'all (we, don't, give, a)







[Kurupt]



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck (fuck, don't, give, a)



I don't give a fuck

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