Lyrics:
rap this
Enlightening minds with my lyrical tactics
In life everything ain't always what it seems
But people are enchanted by things that gleam
You
EBT the f***ing team and we wildin' Like Yeah
I’m dropping knowledge like college
Till you n****s pay homage
Cause I came a long way
Like a f***ing
the same
'Cause the game is never won
By standing in any one place
For too long
Maybe it was you or maybe it was me?
But there was a chord in you that
66 from the billboard to Chicago
You'll find tiny pieces of my heart scattered every which way
Shattered by the girl wearing nothing but a smile
the big old highway
Rolling down the highway in my Jimmy haulin' freight
From Chicago to St Louis Lord I see her every day
A double clutching weasel like
from the human zoo
People disappearing
Wishing they change there ways
Till you find em dead no remorse from the normal slaves
SSI have to wait
Diversion
show my ass out in public, you'd do the same shit if you came from nothing
I made it out, niggas say I got lucky, I'm doin' my thing, only God can judge
I want you to be the way I want you to be
And when you're not it hurts me like shredded tape,
Something sticky for security wrapped tight around
an accident
Hop on the freeway head to the e-way
Or drive to Eastlake park by way of 1st avenue
Keep straight or go right
I chose to go straight
Go down by
came from remember what you are
I got a long drive way that ain’t never been paved and it’s hidden in some tall pine trees
I got a old healer dog that
don't believe you oughta be a-bringin' up your little girl this way."
And it was signed by the secretary, "Harper Valley PTA."
Well it happened that
daughter came home one afternoon and didn't even stop to play
She said, "Mom, I got a note here from the Harper Valley P.T.A."
The note said, "Mrs.
am a Monster
If you claim you a God
Then let me see you turn them beats into water
Then from water to wine
At least so I can try to have a good time
peacefully
Had a girl from St. Louis, she a freak-a-leak
I was always up in them sheets like she was weak for me
Pops let her down so I was her sweet release
word
For the way you and your friends have treated poor Louis
May God save your poor soul, Lola
(But there is nothing I adore
Apart from that whore's
Message post: 6-10-90 never subject louis logic
You said it folks this guys clever
He got extra dope rhymes and punch lines forever
His stuff
But now I’m in St Louis
It’s here I’ve made my home
I’ve watched my life drift slowly by
I’ve seen my children grown
And though this land’s been good
back from Mexico
Flexin' in The Tunnel that fentanyl and perico
You know Joe in this shit lopsided
Came with that drip, you could go rock climbing
Go
good girls in Louis Vuitton gear (yeah)
I like bad bitches, extended long hair (come on)
And she like Raf Simons (like Raf Simons)
My bitch bag like
yelling mayday
Now they say
This Staalin's like Bin Laden in his hay-day
Hidden underground
While his sound - explodes in the air waves
I came a long way
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
smell it
Bro just bought a K, everybody better get out the way
Ran from who? Aw, he probably talkin' in and out the bank
Dog shit up in my jeans, startin'
know you got extra hoes
And everything you do is extra cold"
From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece
I got family in high places like Jesus niece
Can I
believe you ought to be
A bringin' up your little girl this way"
And it was signed by the secretary
Harper Valley PTA
Well, it happened that the PTA
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