Lyrics:
Kung Foo (Kung Foo)
Riding dirty with a packet that good
You ain't with it step aside then (Move)
Ain't nobody do it like we do (Uh huh)
In the drop in
Yeah, I don't think R.A. is that bad guy and everything
Just cause he's losing and shit, and I, before
I think we might have R.A. the Rugged Man
feeling bold
Gun it we know the code
Big bad wolf meet me outside
Death match rules will be applied
If you feel obliged this is Chucky verses Malakai
Jason
auf Aggro, alte A&R's am Anschrei'n
Anti-Aging Ambition, Achi ala A-Z
Attraktiver Anblick angeboren, Anzug adrett
Boss bei Bräuten, busy Bora
Buzzer B
deep in a ringer (Fuck it)
'cos some man are bants
So I couldn't be full of this shit
Yeah I went out of a minger (Fuck it)
No long ting, man I bang till
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
Lost within earshot
Too many memories and images affecting me
Designed to keep me from killing me
Drowning in blood and tears, pulled onto a boat by
keeping this tame
Bois running licks I ain't mentioning names
Run with a glizzy man looks mans looks dizzy stumbling round tryna find his piece
Come with
him to the sky
Nigga thought he was R. Kelly, his stupid ass can't fly
Ayy, run me back, man
Ayy, run me back, man
fuck! Minnesota
What are we at? What are we at, bro?
Twenty minutes, man ha, for real?
For real, bro heh, heh, oh, alright, well
Let's try one that's
Slipping into the heartless becoming darkness
(Nice Guy Turns Bad)
Verse 3
Monsters are not born they're created/
By the ones they're associated/in
therapy, paying more than the prices
I say, let's live it up for all the dropouts and modern failures
You took a route that was carved by some paraphernalia
and Rocket League, man we vegging tonight
Midnight praccy at McPhee got me wanting to die
Get back to Dirty Murr, hit the cart 'n' get high
(Sir, can you open
hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen
My rise to power was quick, they just wasn't
Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan
I
she a ho
No skinny girls, no virgins
No clean girls, I want the dirty version
Leave the condoms at home, cause I'm pro-life
And if she thick enough,
drugs overdosing I can't help myself
Buying pounds by the dozen I can't help myself
I got suicide doors cuz I might kill myself
Bad habits make me
(Whoa)
Errybody dissin' just to have clout (Whoa)
Thought you had a chance, now you assed out
Nigga, I'm the motherfuckin' man, where you at now? (Whoa)
scorching, hold fire just like the sock drawer
Check the score, double digits treat em like dirty chores
Hand itching
Patience getting thinner by every minute
Bliss when I blast off when I get
R Kelly style on these hoes
Shit on the chest Small
You don’t know the chest nut crack
I crack y’all ass and I crack
There's a whole shady forest full of bodies I've buried
I haven't been there in a while but by now it's prob'ly quite smelly
My friend Kelly said sorry my
Then they go on by pickin' up a little bit of speed.
Clickity clack
Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man lord lord
Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man
Yonder
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
Y'know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my man
chilling with my dad
Big bag of loud and Stone Love
Oi I'm young I don't need that stone love
Stop talking bout my man me and my man are not Kosher
Been
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