Madame Mims - Tagged (Official Video)
Tagged (Prod @LonestarrMuzik)
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Lyrics
Forever a lowly wanderer
Niggas tryna be up in my biz like fondle her
Never can they keep up with the bitch. Run to her.
Mayo sandwich ass niggas,
Ain’t gotta goddamn pot to piss in.
No sizzling west of the best.
It is what it is.
Cut you off like a short dick.
I picks what I pick.
I am the tooth fairy.
Pulling strings with a slammed door. Closed fist.
Pick your teeth up off the floor. What you crying for huh?
You must be wanting more dirty little whores.
Dirty little horse. Jackasses riding my baggage.
I’ll beat a dead horse till it’s reddish.
Savage.
Devils? Angels? What is the angle?
This ain’t my circle. I’m a triangle.
Different plane. X-ing them out.
They don’t know why I Z it my way. Far out.
Wasting my time, but it doesn’t exist.
Ain’t with the clicks sucking each other’s…
Y’all marching In vain, so I’m loading my clips.
Heh get it?
Why these people acting like we weren’t 3/5 a human 150 years ago?
How you missed the memo that we’re all about what they portray us on the radio?
When you gonna get the picture that the media is all about the stereo?
Ain’t nobody tryna live this way!
We just tryna keep our people sane.
In God we trust.
Got a feeling that the concept is on the wrong ship.
Engines are about to stall and rust.
Sleep at bottom of the deepest trough
Rise in mourning when you’ve had enough.
Beat me, rape me, Lynch me, hold me back, lock me up,
Pull me over, drag me out, hold me down,
Pull it out, cock it back,
Light me up!
Tagged.
This is for you and me.
Tagged.
This is for unity.
But y’all ain’t tryna here all that so…
Back to me like it never happened.
Out of mind like my brain is slacking.
Out of sight like my eyes are glued to a screen in hand the government is hacking.
TV is the new reality.
Luxuries are for the lazy breeds.
Drug abuse resistance education?
Pop a molly like I’m on vacation.
I like uppers yes.
I plug like a champ.
I’m a shroom-head yes.
I turn up the best.
When you see me you know that I’m lit.
Firm hugs, titties to the chest.
Niggas drooling cause they know it’s wet but
Temple sacred, there’s a thousand steps.
I pound puppies. I’m a fucking vet.
Tagged.
This is for you and me.
Tagged.
This is for unity.
In my left hand, there exists a mighty mighty weapon
That’ll make a petty nigga jealous,
But real niggas know how rare it is to walk aside a woman of intelligence.
Jack of all trades, but I’m good of at all things.
Whole ‘nother ball game with my name on it.
Madame Mims put the stain on it.
Engraved on it like I’m here to stay.
On a brief case, but I’m gone tomorrow.
Letting niggas dig their own graves like
I’ma need my shovel back tomorrow.
Dig dug, rug rats, rabbit holes,
Queen of all hearts, paint it gold.
Reign, purple rain, blue blood
Dark clouds overhead
Dumb nigga fun.
Tagged.
This is for you and me.
Tagged.
This is for unity.