Lyrics:
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was
Fans take a picture of me grinning
When I'm around women it's like that
Now picture me, I think I'm winning
When I'm alone see it's right by
cause I know majors
Back to my music, back to my papers
Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
Back to my boy whose discussing my wages
One by one
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
stopped hoopin' I been pimpin' pens!
Now I'm surrounded by these bitches like I was pimpin' Ken!
Lookin' for a bubble butt, tryin' to bust a couple nuts!
myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no beef or peace
Everybody gotta eat
Yo!
John.
What's up?
Yo, I'm going to put the song about your house on the album. Is that cool?
Uh Yeah, I just don't want to have any, like,
Could have Guitars that I have never played,
Every Elvis album ever made.
I got the cars, I should learn to drive
Could have a house that would blow
like me
I guess, I told you about myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no
to pick a mike up frank
There's already true rider
We will talk billers
If you listen to my new album
When there's no thrillers
Gota N-dubz be cool chiller
the
Recording of this album!
I got it with this gift certificate I won at the save
The sea turtles marathon run dude!
Check it out! I wrote all of the lyrics
a hundred rhymes
Swollen Members Black Magic
Tour bus, a pure rush
This album is a classic
'cause legend has it
The veteran of letters is drastic
(Ain't
I'm livin' on cribs while u dreamin' in ya cribs
So all you big babies can keep on ya bibs
Stayin' on tour while my album gettin' shipped
Tryin'
play nuthin else to say its goin down tonight
The remedy kicked in I'm feelin the hen. by the way the club is jumpin. lil mama gettin the biz she no
the day.
Dumped by his girl, he paid for her liposuction,
His friends call him "Money", in his introduction.
And Marty knows nothing but claims to know it
Crazy silly monsters
They think everything is great
Black and white not colour
Eight by ten, no bigger
Not tonight it ain't
You can try and put
mouth 'til the album drop (why's that?)
TrackBoy beat like a freak, work a king on the block
I'm seventeen, name ain't same on the block
And beat
"And for centuries they have been
Surrounded by secrecy and rumor
But tonight Action News has a
Rare look inside their village"
Tomb is open slap
raczej unikam wzroku
Wszystkie oczy patrzą jak w klubach publika wokół
Jest tu chyba tysiak osób
Jak na ulicach bloków
Idę powoli między nimi
By nikt nie
łudzi tam często też krzyczy
Goryczy nie chcemy zawiści nie chcemy
Nie po to tu żyję by robić problemy
Słów potrzebujemy rozmowy tak samo
Więc wypełniam
Nie wiem co będzie dane nam nie wyjebane mam
Ciężka praca powraca jak bumerang
Nowy album gram nadal tu solo stoję
Nadal robię swoje efektem jest nowy
sondern wird zur Knastikone
Rappe ein in Muay-Thai-Shorts
Drive-by-Shots, Rap ficken, ich halt' mein Wort
Jag' dich mit der Steinzeithorde, Beruf sind
od afer
Choć to nie łatwe bracie gdy zbyt żyje tym rapem
Chcą powalić jednym hakiem
By pokrzyżować mi plan
Biorą każdy ruch pod lupę kurwa mać
A ja
not win?
At least three of the albums that I dropped in your top ten (talk to 'em)
Your wrist "tick-tick," boy, the hand on my watch spin
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