Lyrics:
França no final de 1971, e incluída como a quinta faixa do álbum “Cantigas do Maio”, que estreou em Santiago de Compostela (capital da Galiza) em 10 de
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
Now fifty years down the line, we gon' all look back
And say that hip-hop, in 1995 was wack
But then we gots it back on tracks
And by the year
unkind
My best lyrics for my next album I'm still trying to find
So if you don't know my name yet
It's Jesus with the three before the E
Don't know how
shouted my name
Thousands have crowded around me
Bound by the flow that I bring
So let's set this record straight
Time to set the record straight
You
she was a freak
Her album flopped, it only did two-thousand the first week (that's it?)
She put a record out dissin' Quavo, bad timin'
Honestly she
to name
What was otherwise going to be
A night of lights and
Music inspired by an era of clubbing that I
Loved PrEP+ because while designing the
Club which
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
show
Because my tongue is actually fast but then again it's slow
See yo (Throw it bro) you say cheeka-boo
A name pertained for niggas who WHO
Who
an album, get classes
(Chorus)
(Prodigy)
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B
B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns
Skepta, Roll Deep, yeah
E16, n17, e3, sw9, e14, n13 we do this ting
Rules and regulations
I've been a scholar since ching chang walla
Real life, not
become obvious to everyone in our lives
That I would still be an architect if it weren't for you
You were always criticizing me, attacking me
Nothing I
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
worth
Of cars in my name went to East over
Brought the whole block man
Got these white folks fucked up
By the mouth man
E'ry type 2000, me and Juvie got
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