Lyrics:
Well I figure the story has gone on long enough
cbout the reindeer games and me having it rough
cnd I'll tell you a side of the story that's never
hearts
Like drunk bitches in a pool party
I'm a huge artist, but I moved on the low
Y'all are making noise, by none of you cold
They want to impress, their
X
We out of this world we on planet x
We party all day and they hating on that
Ha ha Ha
She look even better when i'm on the X
We focused on drugs,
We were rowing on a row boat, sailing the sea
Not a care in the world, just Aaron and me
West by the sunset we saw a big ship
I started to panic,
and blaming Hamas for it
Lie about EVERYTHING and wait and fast forward
Few weeks pass by and then they admit it
But the world moved on so it's like they ain't
their ass with constitutions
World is burning, but they'll wait for the apocalypse to do shit
Foolish, got us living thee agenda of Illuminati's
Music rap
time and we having fun and the world is watching
As the beautiful girls are starting to pop bottles
Drinking and dancing and shaking booty for the henny
Grandma
Yes Dear
Why is the world so scary
Well sonny boy there are many reasons
Why it's a very scary world out there
Could you tell me the story
around the world and still rocking a flip phone
Hip hop to the death, two-stepping in every zip code
Pull up in the lot without my [??]
Bitch we
when the world was young
Wherever I go they mention my name
And that in it'self, is some sort of fame
"Come by for a drink, we're having a game
"
No cause to worry
Funeral insurance is covered
Third world plight by credit card
Here is the news the way you want to hear it
Can you imagine
living on landmines
Our worth is diminished to minerals, this is mankind
No, this ain't no pity party
This trail isn't made of sorrys
It's simply
Rhymes in the place to be
And for the whole entire world to see
Fuckin up your whole entire par-ty
Chorus: Greg Nice, Busta RHymes
Busta Rhymes
haven't freed them or their sons from the curse thereof... Maybe the third will bring the great Resurrection of the saints if they ain't too tainted by
This is a story about a lonely, lonely man
He lived in a lonely house, on a lonely street
In a lonely part of the world
But, of course, he had
World is just around the corner
In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr. Robert
trippin and get caught slippin at night
You might fall victim to one of these wannabe G's
That run the streets, defined by
Living with their Third Eyes
The number one independent rapper in the world!
Tech N9ne!
I am what? Fresh out of fucks!
Fed up with everything I'm cynical than I ever been
and hugely tilts
Upon the strand where granddad's house was built
And having stood the test of time
The starry gale the bloody tide
Grandad's house though
wicked
Intimidate with my presence
Marijuana highs through dark times, the essence
Trying to get by and get mine relentless
Worried when the rent due,
looking at the world from this point of view
You imagine what it's like to see your life as so functional to your awakening
cnd your death Equally so
yesterday when the world was young.
Wherever I go they mention my name, and that in itself is some sort of fame,
Come by for a drink, we're having a game,
yesterday, when the world was young
Wherever I go they mention my name
And that in itself, is some sort of fame
Come by for a drink, we're having a game
that was fancy?
I think imma tear the world like the president
Crashin' hotel parties and the residence
I'm over here just blessing people by just
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