Lyrics:
Don't say sticks and stones
They might break your bones
But the nine millimeter, it'll bore your dome
I'm talkin' about the toe-taggin'
Huh,
Don't say sticks and stones
They might break your bones
But the nine millimeter, it'll bore your dome
I'm talkin' about the toe-taggin'
Huh,
ladies throw their bones in my face
I get attacked by a kid with stereo sound
I don't want to hear it but he won't turn it down
Life is tough but it's
doors of the 13th floor she prays
She says night fall gently on the weekend
When tempers are high and all those frustrations displayed
Pick up your
consciousness
Drift off in the abyss thoughtfulness
Dropped often off a cliff by mob bosses
Left with the fish sleeping dreamlessly six feet beneath it in lost
of that lonely miss
I could’ve had less sass when I spoke, I actually owed her it (I'm sorry)
And as a bastard and an only kid
I should’ve clashed with
pick this MAC up
(Brrrrt, brrrt)
The hardest niggas out niggas, that's us
Niggas tried to stop me for seventeen summers
But I been on these niggas'
to protect schoolchildren from bears
Climate change is a hoax perpetrated by Al Gore, who also invested the algorithm and named it after himself.
This just
be worked to your bone
By the time that you're old
With your life spent no cents saved for your own
And your whole life investments in a failing home
bastard and real mean
But when the mothers and the fathers all took their toll
They stripped his bones white clean and dumped him
In a hole
His heart still
a sleeve
So pick any those top hits
Steady growth it's
Full of hope and grins
Any woke bitch
Shouldda noticed
As I wrote this
Full of clothes
I composed
Used to pick me up from school right after work
Now she rolling up in that Caddy like she coming to church
She's ask why I rock all this gold, 'cause
got stuck looking for openings
I thought those were supposed to sing like cage birds
If you're a free broken spirit let the pearly gates burn, baby,
the classroom
When the athletes used to attack you
And laugh too
Do you remember being the
Little shrimp
who gets his ass beat
In the bathroom by those bad dudes
out of the bastard
Strip ya self new first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the fuckin' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put
The pain is expanding I feel it in my bones
Don't get infected don't enter my zone
Don't get infected don't enter my zone
The pain is expanding I
I gotta shit, I got a bone to pick
With those who only fuck with me
Cause they want on my riches
Hey I don't like any of those bitches
Who say I'm
preening
I wanted the world to be changed by ideas
But it won't ever happen if nobody hears
I thought of those records that started my path
And I left
moves just a little too late
Unapologetic
We rise so the ancestors don’t regret it
And if the generation before us did drop the ball
We pick it back up by
Bloodlust out of control
He's like a demon bursting out from a bottomless hole
*Repeat once*
Try to grab a hold
Yeah he's a slippery bastard
Slick
me
Ale, there!
Right, Mum!
Quick now!
God, that's good!
Nice to see you, dearie
How have you been keeping?
Cor, me bones is weary!
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
world
And with a face and pretty eyes enlist their soldiers
While the heros of this story, those who work their hands to bones
Only warn a passing glance
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