Lyrics:
Assassinate 'em like the president
Damn, yuh
You can tell by the way that I move that God is protecting me and I
Know I'm the best but fuck it I don't stress,
Of course it's dope
Hangin' tough like the name on my rope
Watch it be weary instead of
Steppin' wit the boys
A musical massacre of inadequate noise
By
ever ever take the mark of the beast.
(Bridge: Mondo)
The devil.
The devil's gonna try to stop the track
Keep on coming back man. Keep on coming back.
came along. I had choices to make...
Dreams take time...
Time goes by...
When does it disappear?
How can you get so far off the track?
Why don't
"Yeah, that might be true, but she don't need another nucka"
Ain't no choosin', jump off slick, this one here's my snucka"
He said, "Whatchu mean by
Turning necks while walking by got a herd of hoes with biggest racks
You be skkrrting tires every track I make your bitches squirt
Making them undress my
In the basement flat, by the garages
Where people dump their mattresses
Esther's in her kitchen, making sandwiches
The slats on her blinds are
All
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
get goin. Alone. No Jericho. Let it go, n go on home. What more do you want, just go on home, so greedy {background}
(Ending Hook) (0:31 - 0:46)
In my
We seek out and then we bail
Abandoning our very selves
Skip the ask and straight to tell
Fake a smile we're doing well
Tired of all this fake
of the castle
You about to be thrown off the throne and ripped a new asshole
All I hear is I'm the best at this and I'm best at that
But I don't hear my name,
a sex change
Same fight different ending
Just a demon in pain
Truth is
I don't care anymore
The days over
I'm all smoked
Like I never before
Open a window
Well, I'm talking about
Love on Christmas
I wanna be surrounded by
Your love and let me tell you why
You're the type I want in my life
Forever
a fail won't fall off track
Now I got the ball I'm 2k Kobe ima' jack
Feel my haters waiting for a fail won't fall off track
I can't take these hunger
twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
the stacks stay intact just by gabbing on tracks
I used to ride it uptown then be cabbin' it back
Ain't really knew how to sling yet but it happened like that
and you won't stop,
You found a very deep hole.
Say you're off on the last ride,
Remembering how she last cried,
And you know that love had long last died
step back
We don't hold back
No we don't slack
Always in check
Never off track
Never turn back
Never run back
Throw it back back
No we never look back
a baseball bat
Why waste the track, I'm better than all of that!
Become awake and chop the heads of these snakes
It's better off they dyin' in a pit full
got caught by your shoes
Hard knock life had to break all the rules
High school track and field jump over you
Started rapping life just to show what I
I'm tryin to keep from blastin' off my muthafuckin' balls
By the one in the chamber of the Glock I got in my draws
I got my cap to the side, watchin'
wrote that track last night
That's right
If me and that nigga battle it'll be his very last fight
Ate him up down to the last bite, with maple syrup
But tell the public where all these hotties come from
Alright bet
I'ma break the track down right here
Let all the homies kick it off for me
You know
Rambling when asking him, where has Carole Baskin been
I ate her husband, but I ain't her cousin
Flossing like Bob Ross, paint by numbers
These babes are
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