Lyrics:
I really dig do you feel like
You get crap for that a little
Bit? The people misunderstand you?
Yeah I'm not fearless, I just have
Courage, bravery
signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All
I do is drop F-bombs feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are havin' a rough time period
Here's
It's roaches and shit in this motherfucker in here
I forgot about this
All I wanna do do is make the whole crowd bounce, y'all (bounce y'all
tempstrest of the east
Will you all survive will you make it out alive
Route 22 thats the mark of the beast it's the tale of narci tempstrest of the east
Will
motherfuckin' button and blast off
And launch one at these Russians and that's all
Blow every fuckin' thing except Afghanistan on the map off
When will it
looking around, "Everyone else is"
This time I do smile
This 'talking to a stranger'
Business is easy enough
"M'yeah, I guess with all us
'chosen ones
throughout the year cuz
You don’t do this like I do this
I flow wavey make man seasick
I have a vision you can’t see it
No mj but mana man will beat it
Real
you are or are not evil! (Evil!)
I've already said that Magic Sky Man does not control humans many bloody times
Why do you all still think that
the overhead compartment. Sit up straight and shut your pie hole. So we get this big bird up in the air. Sooner we do that, the sooner the broad will be by with
Of all the crap they're gonna put on the page
That a wasted youth is better by far
Then a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far
Of all the crap they're gonna put on the page
That a wasted youth is better by far
Then a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far
Of all the crap they're gonna put on the page
That a wasted youth is better by far
Then a wise and productive old age
A wasted youth is better by far
But then last night
You called my name
Saying that you need some time away
Oh my god, my god
I've heard all this crap before
Da da
Well then let's do it
Guess whose back, Ezy's back
And I'm coming for your stash
Revenge is sweet you Italian fag
Ezy said, I don't do that
The art form, my past was born
All
behind (Nope)
We gone be on one accord (4eva)
They will not pick us apart (Ever)
We been right here from the start
On your mark (Bae put it in park while I
stops
At the bottom where he got them small
Two little dot holes? Yo, all I know
Is I do not know why his weird cock nose
Do not grow, any nostrils, like
send me down by the scarecrow
And they say hey boy
You better picking bluebirds all day long
It's about time you really got it on
And I know you brothers
I will not let it escape or ever get by
If I didn't give it my all I wouldn't even try
I will not give excuses and reasons on why
I will hunt them all
the dark, I plummet
Now the sky's blackening, I know the mark's high
Butter-flies rip apart my stomach
Knowing that no matter what bars I come with
You're
grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?
Tell
I'll be on my own man I don't need to feel crap
Feel like imma lose my mind even if I do pass
I'm running circles
I already know that I'm due past
All
motherfuckin' button and blast off
And launch one at these Russians and that's all
Blow every fuckin' thing except Afghanistan on the map off
When will it
stripes like some zebras
Moving high prices. Fuck all the streams bruh
Physicals moving by kilos the team
Shadow guerilla moving. You do not see
We are
aware
Of your surroundings it will eat you alive call it Hannibal Lecter
And I betcha all the chips in Vegas that it's gonna get cha (get cha)
If it does
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