Lyrics:
Lubriderm, time took to write this
The war will be fought by the righteous
Who stand criticized by his un Alikeness
Knowledge is the truth and it's
Tryin' to punch out all my life by fillin' up my lungs
The shit you call air but I call it death
Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My toes begin
stop
Crate motors with triple digit blocks
You wanna race I'll leave you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, break the mothafuckin' locks
Nigga
it stop
Crate motors with triple digit blocks
You wanna race I'll leave you by a couple blocks
Blow the doors off, break the mothafuckin' locks
mind
Reach for the sky
Seek the Divine if you seeing the signs
Y'all speaking them lies
The ether's arrived
A final note defending vital organs
home rejoicing, they are prospered.
Sinners: cre going home rejoicing, they are pardoned.
See it's not by power, no! no! it's not by might, but my
delikwent
Zara pyknie trunek taki zetknie tą
Toto nie plan budowy ale w mózgu będzie beton
Rapy jakieś lecą w tle Stay trippy Juicy J
Ktoś odbija denko łbem
A novej sound, pyšnim se a nosím se jak páv
Jedu floasin jako Nigo
Ale nemám Rose jako Juicy J
Stejně neviděj, myslí si že když
Maj novej Xbox tak sou in da
sign ya
Quarter mil' on my neck, I'ma blind ya
Cut her off, she ain't having no purpose
Bitch bad, still buying no purses
White J's, white Porsche
forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
Sold dope by any means all day
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's
Well, you know the Juggla jumped in the mixer
Been down the road and I broke a few necks
And I'll break a few more, so what's up?
Road by me
dropped the bitches off now I'm
Off to my uncle house
Stopped by the liquor store
Nothing but the thugs out
White tees and Chucks
One nigga hit me up like
Oya. Blasting off like riffle
We shall now raise the frequency and vibrations through this immaculate Cypher.
J No the Sun King:
I just pulled up in
They don't wanna see you win because they feel entitled
So, are you with me or what?
Because honestly I had enough (Yay)
Bought me my first pair of J's
Yeah and I can't even lie
You can tell by my red ass eyes that I'm high
I'm doin' sign language, screamin' fuck the other side
Flawgin' ass niggas
What? Yeah
Did the phone ring baby?
(We have a collect call from James Robinson, a.k.a. J-Ro)
What? (comin' all the way from Malmo, Sweden)
Say
When it's real, you can't stop it nigga
Glasses made by Prada nigga
You should see my closet nigga
I can't help but pop it nigga
Pop it nigga, pop it
Yeah
Still with the ones from the jump
I know J.R. Got my back like the Trump
People love makin' the music, rather stunt
They usually don't make
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
hit bro phone like it's time, so me and bro Tique finna take a trip
And yeah I'm a Libra tell by the sign, I put it on the scale and make shit flip
by
Would you be my (be my light)
Tout est dark, je recherche un sign
Pour échapper, m'échapper d'ma life
C'est le 'blème quand t'es
Under The Moon
I'm still here under the moon(2x)
[Violent J]
I was just a child but you seemed like so much more
The way you would avenge me
CAPCOM CAPCOM CAPCOM
J'suis l'Capcom de mes semblables
Contacts, alcool et termes, on parle fort eh frère
On s'accorde déter pour la force des rêves
jokin'"
I'm coping just fine, tryna give sign
I'm just joking
Don't provoke me
I'll make you stroke me
By that I meant my ego
There ain't nothing I do
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