Lyrics:
dear!)
(Wotcher think?)
How about a sample, mister? (This is piss)
Piss with ink!
Let me smell that bottle
I don't want no ink piss!
What is this?
dear!)
(Wotcher think?)
How about a sample, mister? (This is piss)
Piss with ink!
Let me smell that bottle
I don't want no ink piss!
What is this?
dear!)
(Wotcher think?)
How about a sample, mister? (This is piss)
Piss with ink!
Let me smell that bottle
I don't want no ink piss!
What is this?
name
All over the front page news
Better save your ink.mister
Cause I ain't got no use
Maybe you could say that I'm
That I'm just another prisoner
over the front page news
Better save your ink….mister
‘cause I ain't got no use
maybe you could say that I'm
that I'm just another prisoner of love
it's
them
If you're talking Sam I'm son of him
There is only one I
Like guy that hangs out by the door with mister Sullivan
A monsters ink bleeds from this
Hey mister, you're not a killer
Hey mister, you're not a killer
Hey mister, you're not a killer
Hey mister, hey mister
Hey mister, you're not
Carve the ink into my skin
Till the pain goes away
Mister, will you begin
Life it comes it ebbs and flows
Like a river
After the deep winters snow
the ink, then comes the ring
Burn burn baby
I bet we could've made a bunch of sweet memories
You should have slowed down mister
Moving like a twister's just
Honey Honey
Where's your mister
Mister mister
Where's your money
Money money
Where's the cents at
Where's the sense at
I can't seem to find it
Hold up, shut this shit down
It's goin down baby, Funk Flex
We about to black out to fuckin Brooklyn, with my nigga Mister Cee
Cause you know how
Hold up, shut this shit down
It's goin' down baby, Funk Flex
We about to black out to fuckin' Brooklyn, with my nigga Mister Cee
cause you know
Yeah
Aye
Oh my god
Oh my god
Yeah
Aye
Oh my god
Oh my god
Yeah
Aye
Oh my god
Oh my god
Yeah
Aye
Aye
Aye
Uh
Chilling with mister P
Dunking like mister
ancient now
Yet the words still hold a ring
Mister silence will you sing and save me from the words i bring
Seems older now the voice of reasoning
one for my man Mister Cee, representing all day, every day
And all you other tape niggas and bootleggers, stay in the house
Cause Brooklyn got this shit
for your download link
I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
Mister Will
No me llames mas no me busques más
Que ya no quiero saber nada
Fue usted la que falló y ahora la veo complicada
Tú todos los días detrás de mí
perc thirty itching
Cartier frames I look like a hipster
Bitch keep fallin' in love, she a simp
I feel like a pimp, my bitch call me mister
I ain't Craig
Yeah I should've paid attention for the sign
And I should have jumped when I got a big time
Breaking out my bones like some paper and an ink
Then I
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
Autograph sign and pass wit a gold tip sharpee
Permanent ink blots undrunk from velly poo scotts
All you faggots try to judge my shit like Ed Koch
are at the gate ready for sealin' your fate that is up for debate cause when I make my music ain't no evil from mister yates callin' me
A cult leader I
different
But we love and hate the same way
Tell whoever I'm my own boss homey I don't work for you
Mister officer its hard to put my trust in you
I'm gone
a goon show up at ya crib in a "black mask"
For mad cash carrying heat each season
That'll leave you cold as "mister freeze" and "penguin"
Leave you leakin
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