Lyrics:
stroke by my ni-nuts, Papa getcha
Wi-wi-wi-witch if you hide the puta
Away from me then you can blow me, like a hookah
They know I'm a crowded prusta
in 2010 ummmm where should I begin
He doing his thing
Holy Ghost the best rapper in the world
They ain't ready for this
They don't even know what this
and nigga's underhand me
Then they wonder why I want no family
What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from
And I fear when New Year's come, 'cause
I gotta cleanse
Back in 2010 Department of Justice wrote me lookin' for one of my friends
I didn't know where he was at
Didn't even have a hint
For you to come back
Everything that Denzel spit's, nigga
Is all facts
I be stickin' to the paper like a thumbtack
Uh, I'm a paid motherfucker, gun
fiends off wit food
For a Snicker bar, they knock on your door
Come and get you god
Hit you harder than a crack pipe
Live the gat life
Gettin drunk, full
I'm released, how will I live?
Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids?
One life to live, it's so hard to be positive
When
Now I got two Rottwillers by me bed, I feed em lead
Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me
for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed
the top
With the box logo and them fucking ears
Guarantee they didn't even hear Bastard
They bandwagon-jumped me from a pogo
I'm going fucking loco, "Hey,
let's go
I'm known for saying words loudly, proudly
And rappers listen to them devoutly
Haters wanna come 'round me
Saying they ain't about me
Then they
tonight at my crib
That alone got me gassed so I'm more likely to grin
When you see me you just wink cause you know what this is
We be linkin for the hell
summer
When it was time for him to leave
He had offers from several colleges
All of them ivy league
And at college in all his studies
He always
a tent
I don’t wanna so I turn to the beast
But I still live in a tent
I live in a tent
I live in a tent
The beast will stop me from living in a tent
I
(People never care 'til it's R.I.P.)
Yes... absolutely
(Niggas turned they back on me for no good reason
Loyalty is priceless and it's all I need)
is not spaced out or abstract
It's earth-bound panorama and I'm lookin' past that
Most rap cats live shows should come with laugh tracks
Cuz all they
rise at ten thirty
And reach Kempton park around three
I stand by the rail, when a horse is for sale
And you ought to see Wooton watch me
I lean
live the king even when his mind bleeds
Then he walks around trying to get all the panties
From the street queen he's a good Thief that's a real thing
people poetry
Forget your little off-the head rhyme
It's way past your bedtime
For the tenth time forget tryin to get mine
I went from the park with my arc
it's only RIGHT for you to hate on me man
When I'm pushing 90 by myself up in the H.O.B. lane
They trying to figure how many mo' women that I can take
But what I like about 'em most is that they're real good lovers
They do it in the park, they do it in the dark
But most freaks are known for breakin'
But what I like about 'em most is that they're real good lovers
They do it in the park, they do it in the dark
But most freaks are known for breakin'
So if you would recall with me now
One of those warm evenings in the city of love
Paris is everybody’s mistress
Every man has his own secret memories
rap-rock
Flipping past the bin for Limp Bizkit
Kept seeing this other band right next to it
A band by the name of Linkin Park
Graffiti street soldier
they come from the trenches
I used to be a Goblin under them bridges, now I'm up in this man
I started gettin' mula as young and now I got bigger hands
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