Lyrics:
This is a true story
The names shall never be changed
Our brother by the name of Oliver
He was an F.O.I.
The enemies decided they wanted somebody
couldn't pay the rent
It didn't make too much sense
So I tried to ask him nicely, when he planned to pay
He said, "I doubt it'll be today"
Hey little
pueblo bueno! Will you be my grandpa?"
SKEETER:
No! ...But I will be your grandfather.
BOOKIE:
Are you going to bet or what?
UNCLE WALTER
Motherfucker, we beasley, we strapped to the core
Soon, shit will turn beasley, succumb to our war
Worth defines the fucking people, between rich
trust
If ya bands is up
A man in some hand-me downs will
Be like "Hands is up" ante up
If I don't win then my family fucked
And I was told
"Don't hold ya
Walter, how we said we'd fight the world so we'd be free?
We'd save up all our money and we'd buy a boat and sail away to sea.
But it was not to be.
I
to be.
I knew you then but do I know you now?
Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago
If you saw me now you wouldn't even know my
where the hell I been and where the hell I be
"I'm with Walter, mom" I say
I keep walkin' in here late, I might fall off in your bed
I get girls now, I
to be.
I knew you then but do I know you now?
Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago
If you saw me now you wouldn't even know my
to be.
I knew you then but do I know you now?
Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago
If you saw me now you wouldn't even know my
let me say right away,
you will be thrilled, because the other seat is filled
by a long-standing friend of yours.
Action!
Frederick:
Well, here we are
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
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
Ayo
Here's a little diddy that I wrote in like uh... few minutes
What a shitpost
Let's do this
Spongebob Walter White, Spongebob Walter White
Krabby
Like Bin Laden, bitch, I'm waitin' 'til I blow up
Ain't even been on tour, but hoes they wanna ride my tour bus
These girls be doin' too much, she
path should I choose, what future will it hold
Walter White how I'm breaking all these bads
Mess with me, make the tape yellow like a taxi cab
Lost soul
Whisks her to the last pub)
Hartright did you say Walter Hartright?
Yes, I know him i'll take you to him
I know him
I'll take you to where he will be
a document
That will tell us where she'll be
Can you find him?
Yes, he's here in London
We must somehow find a way inside
I think Fosco would welcome me
do better than Walter
I'm sure that Walter is a stand up guy
He may never make you laugh but he will never make you cry
But can you really see
This shit is highly sophisticated I just make it look easy nigga
Follow me
I'm so sophisticated
To get a verse from me, you gotta be initiated
go to town
Find St Mick and knock him down
Look him in the eye and you will see the halo fall
Walter doesn't mind at all
'Cos Falling
Can be so
coffin cause of all the disrespect
You fuckers put him in this world and then you damned him with neglect
And I'm on deck
Yeah I'm destined to be nothing
a fucking fight
I am the danger
I am the outcast
I will send you to the light
Call me Walter White
Because I'm mixing up
Them fucking drugs
Be selling meth
Be
on one knee
And say Mary will you marry me, please
I've got everything that I need right in front of me
Nothing's stopping me nothing
That I can't be
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