Lyrics:
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You've just been sent to me for the death sentencing
This thing is tempting me, yeah, so let's get to it
There's a workbench on your right
I'mma
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They're throwing shots at me
But pardon me
I dont mind catching
Apart from me
There gotta be
Other verbal assassins
But fuck it
I been
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I done leveled up keep ya bitch I don't want her
I'm full speed to the money
For a bag you know I'm coming
All i chase is money
Hustle night til
name it, I've done
Live the life of a hustla, keepin' it gangsta
Whatever you name it, I've done
I've been all around the world, met all kinds of girls
Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I (ohh, I)
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe (oh lord, lord, lord)
We can fly
play like Shakespeare.
It's snakes there it's naïve to say that they ain't there, by Satan they are lead so beware what they paint there.
We ain't
But once around the block and he’ll kick ya to the curb
Cause he’s been there, done that, done that
Now look at them passing us by
Tonight’s the night
and Luke they be rapping too
If I call up JayTee he ah slide on you
And Myjaun and Xavier I'd die for you
Why die when I can live for you (Mhm)
I been that
'til they ass get the shivers be
Ain't nothing sweet living in this ghetto
(Ain't nothing sweet about it)
Been there, done that, running in the streets
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
to the snakes
See a man lust rage
Strong like Luke but his heart is caged
The rage might die if you save Mary Jane
Have I ever been sane
I stayed in my Lane I
they better but they in denial
They taking a shot and they miss by a mile
I been on that Carlos Santana, solo
Thinking that I need a hand-out, that's
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I've been down many roads
Sometimes life can be unkind
I didn't wonder where I'd go
Didn't know what I might find
weak I am weary I was formed from the dust
Let me fall if I should lift myself up
Undeserving of Your mercy by all the wrong that I've done
There's
my dinero
I been snappin' like I’m thanos
They trynna stop me
I'm a psycho nigga don’t try me
I got a message real up that thing between pointer
nigga
Call this shit sugar and spice
If it bubble ima double up twice
I done been grazed once by ah bullet i ain't goin for that shit Na nigga not twice
As he reaches for the book
To tell of Christmas long ago,
Written by the hand of Luke.
He’ll read that story one more time
Of angels we have heard
Guiteau done shot down a good man good man
Charlie Guiteau done shot down a good man low
I heard some fellow there that had been in the house to see
(Ay, you could turn it down if it get too loud)
(I got money comin' in by the pound)
(My name is JoMNi)
(You better know better)
(You know I'm
coconuts on my posts that’s up lurking to see whenever
Get the car pull the lever been crawling it’s time the walk
The game is mine gotta move it like I’m
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
all You Have done
You went to the cross to pay it all
You laid down your life as a Ransom Lord
That I may live to see today oh
That I may live
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
To a parallel prize
The walks by faith
The sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye?
Well I...
I can't get there
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