Lyrics:
out
Jimmy Hendrix on the solo...
Yea a young nigga rocking out (Rock)
Me by myself... DOLO...
She call me Da Baby cause I knocked it out
I got the key
Some men were born to be heroes
Bet everything comin' up with zeroes
Some think they God but you know how that goes
Que sera sera
(Yeah, uh
Everyone's laughing but what about me
Everything will end eventually
Slow down slow down
I want a fruitless ambition
So you'll never leave me alone again
I
Once you killed the fire with the touch of your hand
And you saw the story as a friend
Praised by the world you were thinking "very well"
But kept
do or they don't, right?
I tell 'em, pardon me, my pardon is mausoleum flow
Bury me in one by the garden and floor seat me though
Seated
said he be getting paid by playing solitare
But the nigga capping, smell lies in the atmosphere
All that cash, but in yo bank, you don't have it there
Nigga said he be getting paid by playing solitare
But the nigga capping, smell lies in the atmosphere
All that cash, but in yo bank, you don't have it
whats packin' in these trench coats!
But just know if you start acting I'm grabbin' for these trench coats!
My step-father called me a fag, I'll show
picture
Let me paint my picture
Ain't that right Jon Doe
Let Me Paint My Picture
What you say Mr. Davis
Let Me Paint My Picture
Let'em know TRM
Let Me
Mark, Matthew
Rise di Mac too
Me have a Glock name "Got You"
Run you down, shot you
Doctor cyaan' patch you
Watch you inna chapel, inna coffin like
at the plate, callin' my shot
~
We both suffer from this rap disease
That's why we so sick when we slash the beat
If you really think the illest ain't Mac and me
of it i’m
Tired of you painting a bad
Picture of me i’ve been
Tired of it but you never seem to get tired
I even had to be in a relationship
With you
with your Mac-10
Fully loaded automatic, just you and a friend
You posing aw dey mirror like you a gangster clown
But the Mac-10 go off and you friend
wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Schemin' on you niggaz
By myself in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
My
me! Laughs in boyfriend
Everyone else had fallen down
Took it upon myself to go
Saw nothing but him all around now upon you!
Menacing laughter
And you're looking at me like you gotta confess
Not the first time that you held her
Mascara stains dripping down your t-shirt
Now I'm packing a bag, but I
takes one to know one," she smiles
And she puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
Now but in comes Romeo moaning
"You belong to me I
on
Uh, come on! Uh, come on!
Uh, come on! (Kick it, Chuck)
Never bitter but better, backed by the fact
All I got is my word
The new curse word is black
make sure to slander your name
Sell you short put bullets in your brain
Put you in the dirt just to take you out the game
(aye)
(yeah, look)
Big Macs
But something tells me they are Wrong!
So! What will you do when they call your name and you're
Not ready to go!?
Everyone will stare at you
Mac I'm making history Let's go Hey
I'm talking shit and now they tryna get to me
Mac rich don't stop you can do it I tell myself one day that imma
town
Under the bucket that goes down
No one knew of it but three:
Mr Grant, Davis and me
Don't blame me
Don't blame me
I swear by God it is
Every night it seems like there's a storm today
Seems you just don't realize where it goes, and it's hard for me to say
Everybody stops, but
So, which one of these do you like
This lip petal by Bobbi Brown and
Hold on
This is Veneer by M-A-C
Which one do you like best?
You know, you
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