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Started out pen and a book, was never shook (Never shook)
100 bars on a track, never needed a hook (Needed a hook)
Bring your heart or it get took,
or ruin, my theories of mics
Sony or Aiwa, black or white, I fit in all stereotypes
Search for a cast to plot, I make you a laughin' stock
So shook, I
your time, we can take it slow (so slow)
Look, we don't play by the book (no)
Only drop bombs, so I had 'em all shook (shook)
Wanna make it big, wanna
try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davey and Killer Joe and
I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light and they dance like
(nah-nah friend)
Bruv, listen to this guy
Listen to this guy, look what he does
Every time someone comes out, with something
This guy jumps on it (truss)
blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh
hustle on and I'm rollin'
Got whatever getting that paper,
Fresh out of prison, I'm glowing
Middle finger rated them haters
Get your chick before she
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney
I'm about to go crazy on 'em
Shout out to that nigga J. Cole, man
One of the only motherfuckers I fuck with
They counted me out, as if God don't
Step right up, step right up
Come one, come all
Come and see the masters of the puppets
The puppeteers watch, as they amaze you
What they make
We going out real we ain't fake at all
I done had hard times but I shook it off
I do what it takes I don't play at all
I'm telling the truth I can't
n***** shook up
Police got to search we make
It hard for them to cook us
Go and get that bag all by
Ourselves we gotta push us
B O A B E N T you n*****
Born out of wedlock on a starry night
You were dragged screaming into the light
Was given a gift by the Gods above
You repaid it by revealing your
embarrassing
Got a plan, ride it out with chalk
Every goal, yeah, we gon' reach them all
Get my OG whip, crib, mink and all
Pink Ribbons for my auntie loss
How
shook niggas get stripped, beated and wiped out
Con Ed status like Fab nigga, it's "Lights Out"
What your life 'bout? Nigga my life plush
I lost both
about the past
and ask me how i'm gettin' on
yes you're rememberin' all the good times
that we had before you turned up gone
and by the way i smile
Alligator ritual turns out it was the visual
Proficient with the lyrical, a vision like a miracle
Damage all you mumblin' MCs rhyming 'bout decimal
Questions, questions, all these questions
Is there a wand we can wave to reawaken old Kanye
Or is it the rest of us stuck in the sunken place
Will
was just a dad.
Together they raised a family, three daughters and two sons
Who grew up to have lives all their own.
cnd as the years flew by them they
of waitin'
These industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
Like I won't find your whereabouts by stompin' 'em out ya man (what?)
We killin' New York, even
I’m so sick of heart break I think I need medicine
I chose you first cause these bitches u better than
You lit my heart up like you Thomas Jefferson
out that I got something
See I'm fueled by the faith of believers
Say my name in the mirror 'til you see me
Right behind you with the hook or a cleaver
Kubrick
The track bouncy, no-body, get more rowdy
Than Suffolk County, peace to Crackhead Crowley
Honky Thomas, Keb McGlocklin the whole crew
Cab
I'm iced out like a glass of tea
Better yet, oatmeal cookies, y'all just rookies to me
Slidin' up and down the court, but I don't think you can D
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