Lyrics:
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
Just throw your wine glass for Slo up high
We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees. He saw the old guitar first, held high, then
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
Yeah, it's CMG the album, nigga, you know what I'm sayin'?
History
You ain't never seen this many gangsters in the same squad
You never seen this
me Royce Da 5'9" no mo'
Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*)
I'm Malcolm X now hahahahaha, we gon' see
Second cycle, the kid is movin' like Billy Idol
With some past due W's that I'm still entitled
City love me I treat it like it's a bridal
Tux
For you can find me smoking Buddha
By the dock of the bay (hey hey)
We got homies in New York
We got respect in LA
We got some hot chicks out in Vegas
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
York City's mixtape circuit. He's already in the studio working on his upcoming album with tracks produced by Dr. Dre, Shaw Money, and Eminem himself.
How ya album doin'?
I'm gettin' cake off of my latest
Anticipated like the iPhone
Respected in any city that I roam
Summertime
Wintertime
S the city where I was born
Enough respect to the people that schooled me
Trybesmen OBI cool now the Storm is with me
Se ti ready for the showdown
Storm
(Kamyar)
Quanto tempo che è passato dalla prima rima
Sfogliando l'album dei ricordi quanta adrenalina
Foto di gruppo coi ragazzi, tu di stucco
slepiačky
Brácho išlo to tu hore, áno niekomu to stačí
Ideme ďalej, ako by bol stále začiatok
Chceme zásobovať celý blok
Ba city boys
Z obchodnej na
The north side of the city always got it yeah yeah
I'm rapping like this my first album yeah yeah
Dropping projects like there ain't no problems yeah yeah
I
own I don't need no strings attached
They like play this shit again tell the dj run it back
I'm back
From the bottom of the map
901 my city yea nigga
from the city but she litty imma ease in,
Plus she Hella fine lil dime for no reason,
Can't let her get close to me I'm too fly,
Niggas talking down
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I spit wit every breath I ain't wasting an ounce, I got some albums and mixtapes I can't wait to announce,.. got more words I wanna rap I can't
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