Lyrics:
Big, bad, and bold B-boys of old
[Charlie 2na]
Yo, yo, well it's the angelic man-relic clan repellent
My plan parent manuscripts withstand bullets
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm explode
Big, bad
And if you ever hear man's plottin', don't worry too much
'Cause I just wan' rob him (it's cool)
Outside is poppin', don't look through the peep
When
when you open that door
I'm struggling now for the right line
Girl in my mind you and I are more than fine
My love is real but it's blind
If you feel
I'm a target for fans
Now I gotta walk through the mall with a mask
Talk to your man just like I got
A stick caught up my ass
You see I no longer have
When I say I'm dead inside it's not a flex it's very vexing
Matter fact been longing for a genuine connection
Been restrained by this pain I wear my
whatever
Got F's on my papers, won't ever use effort
Man, never say never, the planet is ending so we can finally say never
Tomorrow the world will end for
jot it but
Didn’t lost it, still in the cloud
Never cloudy this cloud is not in cyberspace
This now is ethereal
In the collective transcendent mind
No cap
I be OG before IG
High key nobe lowkey
Trench kid with some Big Dreams
Paper chasing till I D.I.E
Igbo Man with a Money Mind
Racks stacking is
and I figure lead, that's when the nigga bled
Bloodshed is what I see in the nighttime
Strange and deranged, I ain't in my right mind
I can't relate,
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
wanna see me on the scene
Last thing you hear is a bang and a scream
Bare mash man want me on their team
’Cause they know from the bust I shot
Heads are
down in the no living
Nigga, I'm different I done been real down bad
But you can never call me broke And I got that soda
Keep the strap on my shoulder I
My son's name is Michael Justice Ajani Sterling
Michael after his grandfather, not to mention Jordan, Jackson, and Tyson
See, he came out fighting
bone, it's sunny in my overcast
Jumped behind her with no hesitation
By the size of my pants she could sense my desperation
[Hook]
Bad Chick Alert! Bad
money, got to get my dime
Sit down with her baby, wind is full of trash
She bold as the street light, dark and sweet as hash
Way down in the hollow,
what's wrong with him
The problem is I call the dog a bitch
And I mean the derogative
Don't mind me it's my prerogative
Gee talk sweet and do the opposite
to class like Mudboy Ru
Get a bad bitch and you fuck like so
Ain't drop in a minute now I'm back on road
Switches on Glocks
Man that shit deadly
Young
See what the world don't understand is that coming up in that jungle in
Them trenches requires a different frame of mind
Too many times you'll find
whole life dreaming of rocking crowds
Now as a man who's already paid dues
I see anything else a waste of time & bad news
Can't go out late at night gotta
for a rack what you think?
And all of this actives
Keep me in sync
The world is yours, coping tours in every city, I really don’t mind if yo circle
next up then who is
Gimme any rapper you pick
And I garentee they'll all
Get smoked like a Cali spilff
None of these man are bad
That's why when Gang
We lashing out at you
You think you 'bout it we 'bout it too
Only difference is my clout is too massive
We active when actors give knowledge
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