Lyrics:
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
like they bubbles
Got a girl. She got a butt. Safe to say that it's a bubble
I mean I ain't come to fuck. But I sure ain't come to cuddle
Swear y'all be
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)
just wanna rap
Facts cass' ain't strapped! You wanna ride
In ya girl car 10K I want him dead!
Put some numbers up for his box
Since he think he
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax
Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I
Jack
Laughed and cried and drive it back with some Yak
Girls used to say, "Y'all talk funny, y'all from the islands?"
Laughed and they just keep
blammin' at ya nanna' place
(Boom, boom, boom)
Hold the K with the banana straight
And if your life don't end
At least a limb they'll have to amputate
Uh,
this shit is finished
Niggas better reward us
My girl's 'gram has more
Likes than yours does
How does it feel to have never
Been on a tour bus?
It's
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
Jack
Laughed and cried and drive it back with some Yak
Girls used to say, "Y'all talk funny, y'all from the islands?"
Laughed and they just keep
and the confused look
Niggas get shook when Malcolm speaks
There ain't a way I can hear you on an Alchemist beat
Y'all two doin' an album together
Ooh shit
Okay, I
on
Talkin' 'bout he Italian
Say I won't go drop a double album
And rap double time on all dub-step
And got no producers
Just me rockin' over beat-boxin'
By
the Bentley bus
Don't other crews recognize
Y'all can't fade us?
When Platinum Status drop heat
Man, you already know
B2K and Chris Stokes - it always
Chauffeured by the latest and greatest strand or brand of pessimism
This album’s dedicated to a basement fulla addicts
It’s too hot up in the kitchen
Had
Shopp, man
We... y'know finally reachin' the end of this album and I just wanna thank y'all, like...
I was never a big fan of doin' the whole long talk
I spent like a year and a half on the Greyhound bus
On the way to see this girl
Take a flight back just to keep my job
Used to fly standby, late
ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
that dough
She gave it all to me cause I f**k so good
I practice on the girls in my neighborhood
Cause when I?m freaky I rap, I spit a rap to a freak
on the map
Yo check one two, this is the voice of yours truly the Flava Flav
And I just want y'all to know, we ain't goin' nowhere
Old school is here to stay
(toothpick?)
My girl a vixen grade A burger with fixins
Baby got back like some pork ribs
Hunger for me is often short lived
Y'all on some poor shit
Begging for
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