Lyrics:
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
fuck you up
Had to disappear for a while shit got a lil' hot
Guess who's back on the block
Mr. Big Stuff laid back in the cut
One hand on the burner
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
of this bitch's mist I say shame, shame, shame.
Enemies attacking me actually I'm in the grain ask Mr. Majesty these
Casualties well they're passin me by
so worried about mine
I feel like a genius with a sickness
Call me Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde
Somebody better tell him that I'm on one
They call me Dr.
a prescription
The sickness fits
When it kicks in
By then you're back on your business
Don't bother asking who is it
It's Mr. Noname
Good 'ol Mr. Noname
It's
the muthafuckin niggas with his tech.
He offered me a job said he'd front me what I needed
I said that I was with it dreamin one day I would be..
Mr. Big!
chorus:
niggas do back flips
An ima get with em with minimum practice
Then ima just hit em with a lil gymnastics
My heat is plastic I beat the bastard I eat that
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
For Mr. Wendal's a bum
His only worries are sickness
And an occasional harassment by
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
For Mr. Wendal's a bum
His only worries are sickness
And an occasional harassment by
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
a free that you and I think is dumb.
Free to be without the worries of a quick to diss society,
For Mr. Wendal's a bum.
His only worries are sickness
misses
Mrs. All Of The Bullshit
Married all of the sickness
Dunno know what I can do except Google all of the symptoms
Prison to mind palace in a minute
Ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me
Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me
You ain't ass without cha
tu area
Causando desmadre, Ponte Trucha
[Verse One: Mr. Shadow and Lil' Rob]
As I enter I'm gonna representer Mayhem Click
So Let The Mayhem Begin
Benz's Lexus
Yeah this flow is so sickness so sickness
I got quickness when I roll down the road
Everybody be saying that's Flip let's go
See I saw this
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You know Mr. Lil Uzi got the guap
I swear Mister Lil Uzi got the guap
You
'cause you took my cash
One sight of abuse and I'ma whip yo' ***
C'mon man why you tryna rag?
Don't wanna let a *** off tha hook, wanna go by da book
Wen
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
the Yezzy's, KD's, Wheezy's, Coles and Drizzy's
Lil homie from a little city tryna be somebody
Sometimes I throw tantrums around passion on snare drums
Cuz I
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
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