Lyrics:
ramblin/ I really got nothin to bring up/ my mom probably/ gone whoop my ass/ cuz time has flown by/since I/ boldly/ called I was mad/ I don’t even know what
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
messiah type
Call me Westley cause I snipe precisely
I want it all, and I'ma need
Zero support
Believe me, I'ma be a hero of sort
How many of yall have
apart of it
Regardless of the odds of how hard
It's been many times we was outnumbered and we still got with them
I got rhythm from some boogers
must be wed to a man of many means who will take good care of meAnd love set aside it may come or I must bide my time eternally
CHORUS:In the sun I
gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
[Chorus]
Nobody loves me
Sometimes the world can seem so cold
Looking through the windows of my soul
I've seen the truth and now I know (I know,
shit together
More than a decade of hits that'll live forever
Catching rep off my name, you're bound to fry
Know how many niggas that I know that's
shit together
More than a decade of hits that'll live forever
Catching rep off my name, you're bound to fry
Know how many niggas that I know that's
livestock is 5 the living they must fight for their lives
6, 7, and 8 a boil storms a fire and locusts
9 is darkness so dark it's hard for you to focus
And 10
it come to me I'm in my snipe wear
If a bullet give my lung a slight tear
I wanna believe that the light's there
So all you Christians don't get mad
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
or where I silently kill em like radon
Pay em no mind, I'm in a bind
I just been rapping so long now I'm wondering
How many times I can hear a guy claim that
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
Table
Our shows are for-mid-able
Oh many times we're given rhymes
That are quite unsing-able
We not so fat in Camelot
We sing from the diaphragm a lot
times do the seasons turn for babaloyn
burn this is my own concern to carry on
traditional listen yo
how many brothers tears have shed
by my people for
we gon drive thru
Happy on your face I'm tryna see you
Back to Alien
I was born like this
But Earth never raised me like this
So many times I
Got
wills to be ill
I often instill many memories caused by the real
The world will be still when I own it by flossing the bills
Don't get lost in the light
stab so many times ,
For attention I took da toll way
Taking drugs to ease to da pain
But I really wana stop,
We was ona the road to riches
We ain’t
no, no!
Ain't witness heroin in the bricks
But how many times you had to tell a nigga he ain't gon live?
Live a lifestyle so different, no don't compare
And shed so many tears
Why would a guy kill for cash?
But when a nigga's desperate make
Way for the pump blast
On the news prime time
Because it's black
never had a friend like me
But then again
I ain't never had a friend like y'all
So I'ma ride or die for life
No matter what time or the cause
And even
I got so many fans and I got so much time
Some people say enough what I got is all of Mine
So many ways to live my life so good
So many times that I
So many times that I've been down, I had you to pick me up
I love you with all of my guts
The things you say, the things you do, I'd live a thousand
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