Lyrics:
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man
Am I my brother's keeper
Yes, I am
Am I my brother's keeper
This is that late night creeper
All black hoodie, grim reaper
Pull shiesty man's for
ill always care
I've got the strongest woman
In the world by my side
I've got to be the luckiest
Little brother of all time
And now your man is caring
like the luckiest nigga alive when I am with you, how I get you
On God, since day one I met you, man
You been sticking there with a nigga, man
Keep being
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp well you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man
my time
I have to stick by her, too, while I'm serving her time
It's kind of romantic if you think about it, Rand
A man can't testify against his wife
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
If you ever go back into Wooly Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man
that pop corn bag
Shout out my brother, Burner
Shout out Chevy Woods, Ty Dolla $ign
Shout out my brother, JP, buddy
Brothers for life, you know I'm here
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
come from the hills of Europe.
That's where I met the Old Man.
He was lost in the woods,
I gave him directions,
He gave me a tuna can.
Then he stopped in
by secrets,
Carry my book of gold
Just as the seers foretold."
Angel in the woods,
There's an Angel in the woods
Mama, here's what he told me,
Oh
of my mother
Kills today again!
Rocku, do you hear me?
You're wounded by Man!
Yes, it's an awful wound,
You die, I understand!
My brother, I'm dying
I
now I'm sick and simply rich, grippin' wood and flippin' chrome
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game
crew
The guy's authorized beat down for the brown
Man to the man, each one so it teach one
Born to terrorize sisters and every brother
One love who
You're going to be challenging this very same man for the world crown
Well you know you're exactly right Mean Gene
One year ago brother me and The Macho
to be as hard as wood
Verse 3
The melodies a loop what I says the truth
You could never recover no you could not recoup
From the loss of a brother
This song is dedicated to my brothers, to all my fans, and to everybody that's ever believed in me
How will they remember me when I'm gone?
The son
face down
Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Detroit Red
Bring that shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a nigga ass end up dead
(One man, zero worth, wine box...hey brother, hey brother, hey brother, hey sister...)
It's me, it's me, it is the queen so
Shawty got the green
your man
Like what's up in this wood nigga that's your man
Like what's up in this wood nigga that's your brother
Like what's up in this wood nigga that's
twins with me like I'm Johnny Test
I just bring the woods they grab the liquor and you guess the rest
Nigga you know how shit go down
I'm tryna be the man
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
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