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
And that gal he was with come running up too
And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that
And that gal he was with come running up too
And proceeded to beat on me with a high heel shoe
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that
Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Carl
of the week went to working
I was too tired to get about much but that
Friday night I did get to the West End bar
I sat and waited for Cass hours went by
After
a vast squad of men
From Asgard to have as their ass - guardians
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not famous
But I'll still get you into this
(Romano)
(OG Parker)
Sippin' all this drank make it hard for me to think
Diamonds on my chain just to cover up this pain (yeah)
If I ain't have
could start jus by a great school
They whitened all the history
Taught to us in grade school
Maybe I'm jus tripping but it's feeling like they made
something, else, bruh
Lames was training wheels, now I'm riding by myself bruh
Bad bitch from Atlanta might have me flying Delta
Cup full of the bubbly, and it
still thirty-three
The age that Mozart died and sweet Jesus was set free
Keats and Shelley too soon finished, Charley Parker would be
And I
gathered here
There are too many to sanitise"
I laugh awkwardly
I have said the wrong thing
The boy's eyes freeze over
And his face turns to stone
I want
and the camel from pump's storing water, like brain is
Too marrow to
X-ray and filthy and cutting and peeling to skin and to skin and to
Bone and to structure
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
HOOCH:
Los ticka toe rest. Might likea sender doe ree. Your make a doll a ray day sender bright like a penelty.
Exi-tease my ray day member half
grandfather rap (nope)
And old men have heart attacks
And I don't wanna be responsible for that
So put the mic down and walk away
You can still have
get some fucking income
Big boy
And I ain’t hearing shit men dream calls
Big boy
Too busy rolling this blunt
Big boy
Get money get money big boy
Big boy
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
Then I must be spewing venom
Petey Parker goes missing
All hail the reign of the villains
Listen
I hear you bitches wishing
Hoping I'm not attentive
that be tryna trap men
All for a payday, dodging it like day day
You gotta be my baby, just to have my baby
Give you one wish but I promise I ain't Ray J
Yeah yeah yeah
It's Nathan Rays nigga (Uhm)
Uh Man! fuck all this hatin' ass niggas man (Damn)
I ain't feeling y'all (For real)
Thought might as well
My method is like a Methodist
Searching for heaven's evidence
A truth so pure most men couldn't bear it
The revenant/ seems I never settled into
Do you feel me
Do you feel me
Do You
Feel a nigga thru the pain and the torment
Have your feelings hanged on like a ornament
But u still hustle hard
and she’s got Gonorrhea!
But I'm way too deep for that
I’m one of these people that don’t believe
The crap the media been feeding man
I got a feeling fam
So
She was the prom queen, the world was hers
With a wave of her hand, whispered words
Hearts broken by her abilities
Addicted to the sweetness
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