Lyrics:
Are you not entertained?
Are you not entertained?
Is this not why you're here?
Uh, uh, huh
Turn the music up
Turn me down
Guru, let's go get
Are you not entertained?
Are you not entertained?
Is this not why you're here?
Uh, uh, huh
Turn the music up
Turn me down
Guru, let's go get
Seeing time passing by
Try to look between these lines
But I can't see through the future
Had a dream, like Martin Luther
What does this mean?
But I don't
believe in gimmicks, if I died tonight do you reckon that you'll be forgiven
For The sins that you committed, only thing is still repentance
Hope I don't
You ain't telling me you had enough
'Cause you need a fix for it baby
That's when she jumped all in my lap
Just to give me that oowee
Then she
the grabba I can't get enough
Lotta problems get solved by a puff
Trend senders yeah we make it look easy
Twitching my fingers we gon do yo ass greasy
Sippin
Soon as I was born, I knew I was due to do some damage
Came out the womb, doctors passed me around the room and panicked
Four pounds, dark purple,
Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then
earn it honest/ have some pride/ ungaba Khona Mugu/ i / need /a Mbatha raw/ I’m searching for GUGU/
Ndlovukazi yami/ I need you here with me/ soon as I
Yeah I'm confessing my love
For you
Ooh ooh ooh
You've got me sprung
By the way you move your tongue
In a perfect rhythm girl
You're making me want some
every rhythm
This is terrorism Def-con 1
No limit's to the sickness I exhibit upon
The conclusion is forgone soon as they handed me the baton
Groove's
Like Abraham Lincoln
But I got a dream so call me Martin Luther King Jr
Hopefully I get to change the world before I go
Just like these other legends
sellin' white
Just little ol' me and my big ol' forty
Filled with hollow tips, cops kryptonite
My folks didn't win no lottery
So pardon me for this robbery
gangin'
RBE X SOB
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Niggas ain't real as they say they is
Two hammers wit' me these my children, yeah Bebe's Kids
Ain't gotta
a vow soon
That I'ma get fucked up, fillin' up my cup
I see the crowd mood
Changing by the minute and the record on repeat
Took a sip, then another
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
me that you needed me
At least that's what I heard
I'm trying to hold on
But I don't know for how long...
Don't make me wait too long...
I shine
Addiction to the mission
Now is that time
'Cus we been up in the kitchen
Serving pigeon up with wine
God I’m grateful for the blessings
Only
la la la la the world is yours
Nah, rest in peace Bobby real nigga shit
Haha, mob
Everybody wanna get rid of me
'cause they're jealous of me
My whole
kiss my ass!
If you downright spoiled and feel I don't do enough for you,
That's right, kiss my ass !
Pop off when you see me, keep it movin or breathe
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
on the grass, laying side by side
You could be my baby, let me make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do nothing crazy
See, all I want you to do is be my
Call me King, like I was related to Martin Luther
It's hard to fail when you're programmed to be the future
Like Brother Shabazz I'm getting mine by
enough for THE watch
As soon as she saw it, she knew that Jim must have it
It was like him, quietness and value
Jim and the chain both had quietness
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