Lyrics:
tapping nature
The master of disguise
We are peripheral device
Only five pointed star
Only binary code
Zero dot One
Persistence of searching
Mode
The dust clears off the box full of hopeless memories
The master lock looks old and rusted
I should've burned this box along with all the others
Masta blasta the real mix master
I be the real tight
music conductor
Always stepping up to
fake mother fucker
They got to chill &
party all night
We
you just go innit
With my nigga Master P, told me that there's no limit
We done kicked doors, tellin' niggas, "Put the cold in it"
Listen, it's just
But youíre tearing my life apart
Donít blame the railway master
Heís got a schedule to maintain
Heís not concerned with trivialities
Or life
borse sotto gli occhi, fra', che sembrano trucchi, ehi
Sono un master, tu sei un rookie, ehi
Venti birre in tre, frate', sembriamo crucchi
Accendi le
guirri-guirri
Oui mon pote c'est la victoire, 2012 on est dans la 4ème dimension
Ne fais pas le fou! On est des jaguars, on a eu le rap Master avec mention
Qui
grip
Als je lift, word je hier dismissed
Laat me je zeggen hoe het zit
L-I-T, die fissa is lit (wow)
Die fissa is lit, die fissa is master
Ik ben
directamente del callejón
Los tigueres míos activos
Directamente del trap pal mundo, yeah
Trap master
take it back
My money ain't my master, miss
Watch it go from red to black to black to black
'Cause I don't need the car or the cave
No brat, no
the seeds
Asking nice, waiting patiently
As the clock ticks down
I feast despite the famine
Am I a hawk, are you a dove
Cold consensual bloodlust
Master
(diese Ho)
Ein kleiner Romeo wie der Sohn von Master P
Vom Alk zum Hulk, 120 Kilo Muskelberg (Facts)
Braunes Paper in der Tasche, kein Underberg (clean)
(hell yeah)
(?) ain't got nothing to do with me yah
I used to slang that ghetto d like Master P yah
Boomin', buckin', mind your business
I set
the fire
Everything out they mouth is a pacifier
I'm not a preaching, ask the choir
The green one, the red one, master wire
[?], camouflage with fashion
Burdened now forever by the thing that haunts my dreams
When I try to catch a glimpse of it, all I see is me
A specter in the master plan, sent here
Rolex Chronograph
Rolex, ich trag' am Handgelenk drei
Sky-Dweller, Plaine Jane, Yacht-Master II
Pünktlich zum Meeting in der Anwaltskanzlei
Nie
laughing and that
Anyone can win, it's an actual fact (anyone)
Practice, practice, master the craft (yes)
Man told me I couldn't actually rap (wah?)
Now
If you a master carver (Yuck-Sue-Yaach)
If your art is up for barter (Yuck-Sue-Yaach)
Don't give a damn about a dollar (Yuck-Sue-Yaach)
But you
were poppers, some were kings, some were masters of the arts,
But in their shame they're all the same, these men with broken hearts.
Life sometimes can
up the darkness to old John O'Dreams
Both man and master in the night are one
All things are equal when the day is done
The prince and the ploughman,
met schurken
Zo in m'n eentje, m'n visie is zuiver
Zweet in m'n bed ik wil liever naar buiten
M'n gedachten op een master plan
En ik dans met de
alright fight!
You don't need a master plan,
Just do it, baby oh yes you can
Do it man, hot damn!
Set your love on fire
And let the flames burn
chope un master en langue vivante
Ressent des pulsions lancinantes
Une douce chaleur qui t'emplit l'ventre
Découvre un monde aux saveurs enivrantes
La
spiritual tactics
Soul masters, you bastards, spread it through classes
Live your life free nigga, if you surpass this class bitch
LSD got your boy feeling
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