E-40 - The Art of Story Tellin' lyrics

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E-40 - The Art of Story Tellin' lyrics

[Verse 1] Bruh you heard about our lil n***a? Naw what happened to our lil n***a? They got a homie in Chinese cater and turned his car into a cheese grater How long ago did this happen ? About a hour and a half ago . where did they take him to? The queen of the valley hospital. What did the perpitraitors look like ? A bunch of mop heads Mop heads? Yeah,some n***as with some dreads Who told you this ? This brawd How the f** she know she saw it? Now I ain't the one to gossip but I'mma keep it solid , I think she why he got it Now now the fact ain't been provin but I think that n***a was goosin Who? The perpitraitor my n***a I think that n***a was goosin too. Well where the brawd at? She cut she probably gone for days, she was in the car with him but she didn't get hit she only got a graze A graze? you mean to tell that b**h only got a flesh wound , while my n***a up there brain dead, layin up in the I.C.U room . now was these some clown n***as, or some really ready to get down n***as ? where them n***as at, what side of town I'mma spit they crown n***a [Chorus] Dont even look over there . act like we ain't trippin . next few days , partners came up missin . x2 The art of storytellin( the art of storytellin ) . x4 [Verse 2] What you think we ought to do? We gotta out think them n***as. You see it take a fool, to catch a fool. Anybody got any pictures ? Go to they myspace page, bet you one of 'em rap. I can almost guarantee you'll find a flick with the rest of 'em in the back Every since I received the disturbing news every since I ain't been sober we gotta react right now my n***a we can't wait for this sh** to blow over Well I been doin a little bit of homework and I know this brawd that know his cousin and his cousin know this dude and he on the Belushi, and he be mixin that sh** with the pay-pay and dude be around the way-way and it just so happen she know where the n***a that pulled the trigger stay lay , his head at be hindin his yolla and keepin his f**in bread at (his bread at), His broccoli, his okra, his greens, his guns and lead at (lead at) Well let 'em know that we got muscle, let 'em know that we not weak ..... go to they spots everyday for a week Man we in the middle of a damn drought, punkin them n***as out 7 62's and 2 23's showin 'em what we about (Chorus] Dont even look over there . act like we ain't trippin . next few days , partners came up missin . x2 The art of storytellin( the art of storytellin ) . x4

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