Lyrics:
Is that right?
[James A. Smith]
Yeah, it upsets me to hear a World Class Wreckin' Crew
"Homosexual" disrespect some real soldiers
[Too Black
the other
But let me speak a last word to the wise of these days
Of all who give gifts, these two were the most wise
Of all who give and receive gifts, such
you ain't even really dressed for the gays
Let me text you a jpeg of Jessie and James
No you ain't even slightly the best in the game
All your live
as James the King
I got a partner by my right hand
Though Savon is the hype man
But he thinks that he can do something I can't do
"What's that?" - command
Respected by all, feared by none
Hon' you stuntin' with a hall
Get involved with me, instantly you become bonded
Then eventually you'll get taught to shoot my
to push me
Another inch, my body is crooked and honesty I am shooketh
By all this bullshit on social media, Mass hysteria
No jokes this is serious, Black
next to Beyonce
Now I felt like Michelle and Kelly
As if my destiny wasn't manifested for me
At the same time my dawg James, fightin' an attempted
and he'd sing me one last song
With a backup band of bass players to keep us up all night
Three handsome four string troubadours
And Newton's own Fat
[Verse 1]
Broadcasting live from Ice Station Zebra
I break over beats made to blow out your speaker
The Jim Morrison of hip hop nice to meet ya
the ass is, but who's looking
And I mean that's my man, maybe I just took a peek
Maybe I wondered what it would be like, syke, cause james and me like
I
in them cages
Don't you get in my way cuz you ready know how my aim is
Turn all my street niggas to some king's Lebron James'n (Aye aye)
Woke up and I
And flip that, on video
You and me yo, is you wit' that
And Scotta to Prada, can you fit that?
Let me get that
Verse Two: Rick James
Girl you don't
soon as they took me
Taking niggas milk and they cookies
On the yard going hard on a rookie
Do it big all the time, James Payne baby James Payne
off, off, off
(Lebron James)
Pass me the freaking ball
Watch me go off, off, off
Watch me go off
Watch me go off
Mula babe
(Lebron James)
Pass me
threat
By a nervous terrorist who's so scared that his palms wet
One, two, three, four
The stuff legends are made of, urban folklore
Like Jim Morrison we
their stupid games
Boys will be boys
Bullies called you by name
Mother said with a smiling face
I'll keep you straight
Sweet James
Sweet Saint James
Sweet
we never show no mercy wow
The drill is claim please see other type
Chain on my neck I take it then go by
Pointing at me saying she love the guy
Who
instead of violence
I choose forgiveness
Cause all the shit I went through
Could've really made me vicious
These frail ass dudes
Couldn't stand in a pair
Run up a cheque
Nigga just run up a cheque
We want the loot not the fame
We gonna ball like Lebron James
Me and the Royal X Gang yeah
Run up a cheque
hard I fell
Oh, James. You broke me, I thought I knew you well.
Oh, you had me
Honey and me, oh, sun and the moon
I'll be fine by June
I could
talking James, I ball like Lebron
Big blunts of the pink runts, I smoke meds and I bake some
Fat bitches eat all winter, then run for it when May come
Dreaming
Like Nicki Minaj you do yo job you be Queenin
I really want you by my side all the time I Be Feenin
I Hate it when you gotta go but love watching
shot
Me and my bother run out there and everybody was all confused
And hollering' and running' round
And I stepped up to this one lady and I said that
the guard block and at the shoe shine
Yeah he just got word about his man james dean from queens
Hit a bank and shot a guard in the spleen
With bill blast,
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