Lyrics:
with me
But girl, you know I'm not free
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Come on, let me hit it again
Come on, let me sing it again
Won't pretend
me
Girl you know I'm not free
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Come on let me hit it again
Come on let me sing it again
Won't pretend
Can't be
on the leading edge of life
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on the leading edge of life
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T-minus fifteen,
listening pleasure
This is Tech N9ne, Skatterman and Krizz Kaliko with seven words
How many words?
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven"
[Chorus]
and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs chill and chill, but hey, so what?
Nuggets in my pocket, wine in my hand
I got it like
ladies uptown and money on the floor
There's not a thing in the world that I'm askin' for
Wooh, uh huh
Because I got it like that
You want
ladies uptown and money on the floor
There's not a thing in the world that I'm askin' for
Wooh, uh huh
Because I got it like that
You want
a kiss
Thirteen more rushed my door that's my word
I'm pushed on the floor by the second and the third
While number one still got me in the liplock
Number
I'm lucky number seven! I'm in a happy place...
The sun is always shining and there's always a smile upon my face!
I see a penny and I pick it up,
funky video for you
Spiraling smoke plooms
Doesnt seem like what smoke would do
Bathtub that the buildings sat in never blew
7 buildings with the WTC
Even you say you hate me i still 7ove you
Girl you know me
Cant switch teams
You my OG
Girl you know I'm gonna shine 4 ya
I'll grind 4 ya
I'll
Four out of ten Texas rappers are some Koopa prototypes
It's the, it's the, it's the, it's the, it's the final chapter
(Mixtape Messiah 7, here lizard,
my city I'm in position used
To Texas as I'm blissing still the truth
The voice no absent for second guessing
Be a victim of obedience slap it
As soon
Dropbox
Got holes in my shoes cuz I walk lots
Spend all my money on Juul pods and Pop Tarts
Going broke by the end of the month
Just smoked and I'm finna
no frontin'
Choices need to be made on the 7th
A catch 22 in my midst, 'cause either way I'm fucked
Go to trial where I'll probably lose, or take my
you sent your Son Jesus, now we dancing like Dion Sanders
Four Ten I'm more than, a conqueror when I march in
Came to God's house all messed up but I
To them boys in blue y’all bleed like we do.
Second Amendment Rights come strap like the Military. Protect the minds by any means necessary
(B MOR 7
step there's nothing to it
1, 2, 3, 4, come on baby say you love me
5, 6, 7 times
8, 9, 10, 11, I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until you are mine
Shit's like shooting fish in a bucket, damn the hummus
I'm in Japan for the summer, land the plane
Or Jamaica, black rain in the forecast
Four-four
Still full of fire and gasoline
He was still lean and mean
And they still called him Texas
And on the day he died
She was right there by his side
not a 41
Try again, bitch, I'm not one of them
Glock cocked, I be done shot one of them
They ain't know I had the gun
When they let me in
You know I got
My homeboy got away but shit I wasn't tellin'
So I fell in a trap with no getback
They threw away the key and now I'm a og
In the county jail rappin
always throw set up
Said we left a nigga but his bitch was the real set up
Plugged em by the 4 he said I'm showing love
I shoulda taxed em moe I ain't
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