Lyrics:
nothing but pain
Hydrochloric acid
My dome can pour this placid
Try more than your periplasm
By lowering your lil' maxim
Remember your fucking impact
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
door, breathing off
Respirators for killing my best boy, haters
On permanent, hiatus as I skate
In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan
Pumping
you go inside just to realize
Either you're weak or someone lied
See, you spend more time boasting about
What you do than you do
So by the time your
say I love more than women
Are dope writtens. If it ain't dope then don't spit it
Don't be sensitive and get on the defensive
Just practice your
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
I'm a M-80, you little like that Kim lady
I'm buzzin', Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer
Cursin' at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer
You
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
prayer.'
Did y'all hear that? That's what my grandmother'll say
She'll say, 'Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.'"
Yo, this is BBR
You're listening to Been There Done That
(Trust)
Skepta aka Microphone Champion (Daniel son)
2010 shit (Boy Better Know)
Meridian,
Too scared to fall in love
Who's your daddy
How fucking rad
Once you get on that bus you ain't got no mama no more
You got your brothers on the team
to heaven and let Pac hit it (aww)
Future rather hang out with Jada than hang with Will
Shit I feel the same way that that nigga Future feel (I do)
I don't
Oooh I see the light! Baby
Wont chu, understand
There is more to this than just the pussy man
Face in person she a mister man
These boys be so thirsty
Be
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
(Khrushchev)
More indie than that 1981 Sonic Youth rock
Say my songs wack (it sucks)
Cuz even if it do flop (huh)
I still got girls as cute as Sharon Dubois
The block's hot, the block's hot with top notch glock shots
Surrounded by fiends but in for slingers to drop rocks
The blue baggy bender boys, that's
it's funny how things change, funny how time fly
More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly
More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile
came up harder than most yall niggas its just my mind eXpands further than the sect of a city im just a good boy like that intro on bohemian rhapsody you
depressive shit was a joke and there was just no appealing
See, after that first album I started getting pissed
Then you dropped a deluxe version that was
Thoughts shapes life
Despite your lack of thinking
Hoes come around more than flows come around
Hit up a bitch before you decide to work
That's why you
Yeah
I guess I'm, sorry not sorry
Yo
For the past year I've been goin' through the ringer
I figured it would die down by now
But the more I consider
of cottonmouths try'na start a problem now
Talkin' shit when I am not around and I'ma knock you out
This that Bobby Boy logical jam
Sad that he left the game but
The songs they plague me more than I can say
In the tape I made you
Hope you think of me when it plays through
Feel kind of sad now that its done
And you
body feels expired sometimes
PTSD, guess that's a sign of the times
Rigorous therapy, I know I deserve more
But my symptoms are scarin' me, this feels
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