Lyrics:
to my nigga dre 10 million and counting
Who me
The Nigga that mixed it mastered it edit it wrote it spit it your kids spoke it
M3
Enoughs enough
You
attempt over and over that week to catch me in acts of Verbal plagiarism or
Insult me, only to always be bested by my quick and always razor Honed
the clarity's pathetic
You could never embarrass me, forget it
I'm Sylar, you can't battle me with Bennet
It's a minor when every fan sees the edit's
I'm liver
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
was
The summer of 2010
I also met Nathan
And MCT in college
They taught me
How to edit writing
How to make
A logical argument
MCT's kind of a dick
what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty rotten scoundrel
On the Southside
In
lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty
And no one cares
As a tiny radio’s playing
"Live forever" by Oasis
We see things they'll never see
I just want to fly
I don't wanna die
As I cross the sky
rhymes, good rhymes girl
Shawty lemme holla at ya, let's get a pastor
Trynna live happily forever after
You know I'm fresher than these other bastards
Girl
to my junior and the generation after
I master the art of storytelling
Unveiling the struggle that made us frugal
Now you deserve to enjoy fruits of my
to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit
far?
The prodigal or prophetic?
I know perfection couldn't get it but my trauma has me feeling like I have to edit
Cutting corners like I'm tracing
is burning
Between me and you, when I feel like im hurting
I know that youre gonna be there
From the moment I met you we clicked to forever
Enjoying
Is forever granted their true freedoms rights
Put it all on the line
calculate my every risk
Up against the system made by man
To deny me my every
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
Tools to edit or out-date my producin'
Form like crystals, mushrooms after the missile
We strike into the hip-hop bone, of the gristle
and my thoughts be
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time forget it
Hear me on radio live vocally do edits
E Swift scratchin and threading with supreme
much a pain I try to cope this shit by gettin high
Fuck a nigga who ain't with me i'm forever solid
For my respect this shit get different ima die about
motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I
with no hand me downs, see if you fuck then it's after me
You know how much I'mma make it work? You know her dress, slip it in her purse
When you
Sebi
Well I'd be damned by your favorite emcee you been shammed
They only granted me diplomatic immunity because they fear I'd murder their rap
[Intro]
My beat forever
4 Ever My Beat, 4 Ever My Beat (echoes)
4-4-4-4-4 Ever My...
[Daddy-O]
4 Ever My Beat, this beat is mine forever
the hill something I never hoped to be
Even I have doubts sometimes a tough road for me
Is this the way that Glenn Gould felt taping
Songs at the r-radio
Everything is new
Everything is old
Way I take an Uber when I need to go home
Way I hear a song I like on the radio
Pull out the Shazam and goddamn
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