Census Bureau (Explicit Album Version)

Census Bureau(Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kayslay

Yeah we straight from the Census Bureau

Haha Runyan Ave

We lookin' for yo' momma

D 12 where yo' momma at

Miko where yo' momma at

Young Zee hey Dame where yo' momma at

I wanna f**k that b**ch her stankin' a**

Hey 'em where yo' momma at Yo

You know me Denaun the same ol' ni**a

I spray paint your car up like Rain-O ni**a

See me and you are sorta like the same I guess

We both rock mics but yours is into our chest

You can't do nuttin' to me Runyan Ave's unruly

And truly this ain't a movie you get slapped with the tooly

So pass the slimmy and the Hennessy I got the energy

To steal every car in this vicinity you feelin' me

Take it back to when Das EFX was sayin niggity-wiggity-wild

Piggity-pow ni**a be out

You don't really want war I'm chillin' at your door

This uzi will have you bloody windmill-ing on the floor

I can't be a punk my daddy wasn't none

I lose a fight after school and I came home and got one

You reap what you sow that sh*t you oughta know

I keep it on the flo' under the seat I ain't a hoe

You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now

The rough sound muh'f**ker niggaz killin' it now

Goddamn you don't want no problems B

Get your name in the obituary column sheet

It's that same ol' sh*t niggaz back again

Yo yo you fallin' off goin' back to smokin' crack again

Hit the w**d guzzle your Corona pass the Gin

Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again

A basket case indeed stronger than a can of mace

Slap you in the face while you patty-cakin' witcha seed

I'll be makin' all these niggaz wanna take a beam

And put it right on my head

You don't be takin' heed you probably idol the Feds

Havin' meetings to recite what I said

Liable to have you in a medical room

Walk in that b**ch with a cell phone then turn it on

Got a chrome that be f**kin' up sh*t worse than I

You would swear that I'm a Gemini

I kill a guy for nothin' eye to eye

And I ain't gotta touch them

Niggaz face soon as I say somethin'

Got a pump that'll tear your arm quick

When I leave a carcass

You would think you in Death Row's office

I'm ill enough to fall in the middle of moshpits

Survive and I'm gettin' up high without a flaw b**ch

You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now

The rough sound muh'f**ker niggaz killin' it now

Goddamn you don't want no problems B

Get your name in the obituary column sheet

It's that same ol' sh*t niggaz back again

Yo yo you fallin' off goin' back to smokin' crack again

Hit the w**d guzzle your Corona pass the Gin

Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again

I'm a dog on the mic that'll brawl out with Christ

Get to cappin' at your captain 'til he fall outta life

I'm all outta nice ni**a tuck your chain

Put holes in your head and finger-f**k your brain

Fool f**k this game I'm poppin' at coach

Momma dropped me on my head and knew

That somethin' was broke

I ain't feelin' nothin' you wrote so I'm stompin' your throat

Show up at the hospital and start punchin' your folks

I'm a uzi with arms and legs

Duty calm your man before my tooly bomb his head

You wanna take what my 40-cal since you b**ch-made

Spittin' the right game so yo' a** can get laid

The f**k down I don't give a f**k now whassup

Talkin' 'bout "Clappin'" quit actin' you barely bust nuts

Don't get it twisted at the gates the name is Proof

And I'ma kill every man that came with you

Yeah yeah knock knock guess who showed up

44-mag and tear your whole door up

Pink shower cap and yellow drawers

My dick's so small I can pee on my own balls

When it comes to p**sy Bizarre goes to work

That's why my mouth smell like hot dogs and yellow Persh

So tell your momma hit me on my cell phone

I ain't home I'm so wet gettin' stoned with Norah Jones

You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now

The rough sound muh'f**ker niggaz killin' it now

Goddamn you don't want no problems B

Get your name in the obituary column sheet

It's that same ol' sh*t niggaz back again

Yo yo you fallin' off goin' back to smokin' crack again

Hit the w**d guzzle your Corona pass the Gin

Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again

Yo I chuck niggaz daily a six-man crew that's born crazy

A triple O G like Tray Deee

I stay sparkin' b**ch I got a attitude

I step on your shoes and won't say pardon be cautious

Hidin' from the one-time nutty as I wanna be

Wild and disorderly pissin' on your toilet seat

Ni**a now you know it's me I got a 44 wit me

B**ches all over me sayin' yes like Floetry

Homie you wanna be a G Go toe-to-toe wit me

It ain't no hoe in me dawg

I shoot out where your colons be

Wave the people-mover crowd-controller

Rob niggaz 'til my pockets look greener than Yoda

And you know that I'm the shady type the crazy type

That's probably why promoters never pay me right

We a bunch of hooligans my hands is on the tool again

I'm 'bout to bust a Huey

And spray up a f**kin' school again

You know it's been a while but we feelin' it now

The rough sound muh'f**ker niggaz killin' it now

Goddamn you don't want no problems B

Get your name in the obituary column sheet

It's that same ol' sh*t niggaz back again

Yo yo you fallin' off goin' back to smokin' crack again

Hit the w**d guzzle your Corona pass the Gin

Better duck 'cause they back bustin' gats again

Yeah D 12

Devil's Night part two

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