Lyrics:
written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence
Songwriter: Paul Simon
Songtext von The Sound of Silence © Universal
written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence
Songwriter: Paul Simon
Songtext von The Sound of Silence © Universal
None you niggas got it like me
Pull up on that shawty, just do it Nike
Baby, don’t you take it lightly
She a dime, got her ex nigga tryna fight me
Us
and Paul
And how men have to rise when they fall
Men have to rise when they fall
Baby Billy passed away and no one knew how
Then little Tammy was killed when
salt
If the federales catch yo baby, no
I won't talk
Paranoid, brodie making bitches cut
They phone off
Pull up on the hoes upping blues
I'm a show-off
Who must I smack for sayin my name?
Somebody gon' die, it's probably YOU
You couldn't fit Bizarre's body in my shoes
Niggaz quick to talk, all hood 'til
talk about it)
Let's call Sway, ask why I can't go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt)
Let's ask Interscope
How you had Paul Rosenberg tryin' to shelf
Ole Ole
Tell a man come my way
Rise up the wap and aim
Big 45 yh I'll let that spray
Ole Ole
Tell a gyal come my way
Baby girl what's your name
With
towels (ok)
They been snortin' powder, I been in here takin' downers (ok)
They been countin' for hours, gettin' kisses by the thousands (ok)
Money
crew
through their daily exercises:
Put your hands on your head, Simple Simon Says
Put them down by your side, Simple Simon Says
V V: How do you
he got another year
Even the judge wanna see that nigga get cut in there (by a Blood)
Tekashi really told on all of his homies (he a rat)
His baby
your nigga still drink Pinnacle
Bitch, your taste is pitiful
I talk cash shit, you ain't cash shit, call up Baby Choppa, Cash Kidd, and spend my cash,
Chances
They’ll never catch me lacking
I told you I’d be back again
Back Again
Hat trick baby like 0-3
I hear them talking man but they don't really
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
hold that kitty down lemme get the chalk
Big stepper you could tell just by my paw
Papa bear baby you know I lay down the law
Voice notes to hear ya
healin', I still see stitches, bruises from past relations
She said I am now her latest, baby look at these pages
What you suffer is payment, you get buried
I love it when you say things
So I can sit and watch you talk
I love it when you say George Harrison
Is better in comparison to all four minus Paul
You know who it is without
A doubt or hesitation (yeah)
If money talks
I got my master's in communications (Haha)
But you can't hold a conversation
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
bitch just call me Chris Paul
I ain't ever change on you
You said that you're gonna stay by me
I ain't bout stay by you
Like you ain't there baby
You said
five without a doubt
Bangin' shit without a gun
Yeah
And keep it sexy for the real niggas
Got you trippin' by my talk
Rap around em go figure
Are you
Freck, yeah I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
[Paul Cain]
Look
Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
Posing us can't be wise
are simply simple minded simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by designing
But what I be rhyming, no payola is required
My
a shooter like Chris Paul
All my niggas T.T.G. they Trained To Go shawty
Kick a door shawty
Lay down on da floor shawty
Trained to go shawty I'm all about
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