Lyrics:
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
What's up music life
It's TheCardTrickMaster
Here to show y'all somethin' startling and fucking amazing
As you can tell by
smile plastered on or do you have it naturally
cctually I'm just knowing this the matrix in reality
So ain't no way that I'm getting misplaced by
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
Ermstar on the Track
Up in the morning by 6
Not on the gram scrolling through pics
But I’m busy writing my album
Makin original shit like Netflix
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
If you see me in the streets rolling
If you see me
to Aretha
Franklin singing one
Of twelve big smash hit's
That are now appearing in one
Of her top albums, "Runnin' Out of Fools"
Everybody's got you pegged
trying to let myself grow
And I’ve been benefiting, getting better by the day
The fact I have fans around the world is just too crazy
You can’t doubt me,
a week the whole album gon pop like
SV standing in the spotlight
You're not liked
Cause you're not like Supa
I'm a Viln in my own right
Magnito with
The Imperium Marches Against Gul-Kothoth, Then Dark Sorceries Shall Enshroud The Citadel Of The Obsidian Crown (recounted on the second Bal-Sagoth album
by myself and I
Can't stop, no, fucking with these bitches, gotta
Lock down, cause my heart been feeling extra stronger
Want you, but I know I can do
around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you
DJ Chill, DJ Young Sound
It's going down in the mix like this
Ayyy (ayyy)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see
to
Took an oath
If You ain't a friend. you're a foe
Loved by few
Hated by most
Ima it do what it do
Just to reach my goals
Don't mean to be rude
When I
to resort to violence?
Pay me a half a million, I'll consult your album
And show you how to stay off my dick
That's the thing I hate the most, can't even
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's malik my hobby's putting
You are listening to the Brok!n Plates
Family hour
Welcome
To "i'm friends with dead people"
An album about dreams
An album life
And I uh
An album
grandparents...
Like
All of the people in my life who
I know have been affected by something one way or another
Even- Even if they don't realise it. You know..
Now
petite
All I know is eat by any means
I'm from the streets
Made it out the streets
Got alot of problems
None of them is beef
I'm about to pop like
I'm like a ghost
I'll be living in a dirt room
Waiting for the day to be closer
To the window when you're home
I'll be standing by your back door
but
Now, bet you've heard about this
Marijuana has been shifted by politicians
And voters, to legal, in 19 states and
Counting but the warehousing of so
him well, get him high, he might fuck around and die
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm from
(Number one)
and you go end up hurt
Thirty go by a new bitch gone twerk
Thirty go by a new blick gone burst
Thirty go by a new wrist gone work
Thirty go by a new click
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
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