Lyrics:
mind the doors"
And they learn that on the 2-day course
This job could be done by a 4 year old
They just leave us freezing in the cold,
What you smell
walk then I evolve into Umbreon
No more twin Glocks in my holsters
Hiding five and tens up in my tube socks
I was Urkle then Stephon after I got
by your felonies
She wear a mask like is Halloween
No time for games so no Hide and seek
Tsunami waves you won't survive less you hide inside
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At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams
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on
If I ain't on ya tube, dude, you must got ya channel wrong
I'm tha King of the South, there is none flyer
Sucker MC's outta call me sire
Ya songs okay
(confess, confess)
Don't be boring
Say yes (say yes, say yes)
Don't be dull
A fact
you're ignoring
it's better to lose your skullcap than your skull
stashed it in my tube sock
Eat so much Benihana I need nunchucks
You just a old nigga always saying big bruh
You a bad bitch always saying big daddy
You
beings
Protected by treaty
Feeding off human suffering
Draining the blood
Tubes through the skin
Beaten to produce adrenaline
If you listen closely you
were shot down by the National Guard troops
Just like Uncle Sam I put on my fighting shoes
School shot down cause there's no more to lose
Now we're
First of all you gotta have nuts
Don't give a fuck
Nigga's duck when I bust
'cause they know if I miss it ain't by much
Thinkin short like
faster? Can?t you blast her out?
SMOCK
But the woman?s room on Level 4 is only three by three. We wouldn?t want to reduce her to atoms, that would be
Some people might like to get a train to work,
Or drive in in a Beamer or a Merc.
Some guys like to travel in by bus,
But I can't be bothered with
the doors"
And they learn that on the two-day-course
This job could be done by a four year old
They just leave us freezing in the cold
What you smell is what
crushed
Naked in a box, with multicolored tube socks
You know my fuckin' name
Blastmaster KRS is thinkin' long range!
Yeah we in there, yeah yeah
to b a manly
Got hands, Got guns, but listen understand me
A hearse, or gurnee how you wanna laid out in front of yo family
No King, I’m X, by any means
just got flushed right down the tubes.
Homie was a real good dude
Guns a fired in the air as the solute goes out to you
Cause homie was a real good dude
ypung nigga
So find you a place, stay on the
Low, sell that shit on the low, stay
The hell out the way, I did it
By myself, had a thing for yourself
You
right by you, right by the sea
When you hear the waves crash it's my, my laughter
When you see the tide roll in, it's you I'm after
When you
With a four-barrel carb and a dual exhaust,
With 4.11 gears you can really get lost.
It's got safety tubes, but I ain't scared.
The brakes are good,
your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old
Mr Tinker waits
I’m greeted by his smile
Closed eyed girls await
They’re waiting all the time
I’d say I really want to
I got to get to know you
Your
getcha an ol' inner tube
and somethin' cold with ice cubes and you don't
make any plans for the rest of the day no way
‘Cause it's a, country chiller,
Cymbaline
Please wake me
A butterfly with broken wings
Is falling by your side
The ravens all are closing in
And there's nowhere you can hide
Your
be the best too
Got me dealing with sqrs thats chest moves
Trail and error like test tube
I rap bands in hoops like pretzels
I made bread gimme one
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