Lyrics:
my thing
I'm the M, are, N E-Double S
Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test
and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest
I keep on it, until
a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by Masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet
species threatened by these 5 o'clock follies
Ecosystems endangered by these 5 o'clock follies
Apartheid policies discussed in 5 o'clock follies
Chief
angry even then
And he was angry even then
Educated by an Anglican clergyman
Old John Prince was a smart one
Until 1833 he lived in England
As a lawyer
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
Yeah, fall in line
To fall back, Big L's technique
Pun's grammar
Before the roof went in the trunk
The ragtops sat back behind the head
Just like
some very hard days
But I'll be right here for you"
And she said "Before I go
There is one thing you should know"
"I give love to all of my people
Excuse me, shawty, get the fuck out of my face
Before we get mad and shoot up the whole place
I'm sometin' like a pimp that's why you bitch in my
a wannabe
Stacks in the safe, been five days
It's like I got the economy
Like I'm the thirteen colonies
But I'm going rogue, no apologies
Not a new Drake, I'm
seven five for the bus
She like uh ace boy you be playin too much
I Ain't playin lil mama you dumb
She like uh ace I see us falling in love
Is you dumb
a fuck about us
And when I start to rise
A hero in their children's eyes
Now they give a fuck about us
Some say niggas is hard headed 'cause we love
off to war
She remembers her mama
In nineteen sixty-five
Raisin' two kids
On her own
She didn't wanna
Relive it
Didn't ask for this
But there she was
In
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
straight and get ya cake right
Let us smoke and test ya weight
Before you take it to the plate
Rock it down, stuff the shit in five-eighths
Early and not
seventeen doin' twenty, said it ain't so bad (nah)
Nah, homie, why your face look mad? (I'm good, big bro)
I'll be home by the time I'm thirty-five, just
you ain't gotta ask (Uh, uh)
Way before the quarantine, I was in a mask
Asked niggas for six feet
Pop 'em in the ass you rap it like a G
Wasn't poppin'
put you first before
You was with me when I was Tay-Tay now I'm Durkio
Put me in my place when I'm in the wrong
You make me mad, I'm throwin' dirt
ass
So suck a nigga dick, or make a nigga rich
Or something, bitch
I don't give a fuck about the chatter in the background
Niggaz get beat
Sixty-two-oh-five
Seventeen years alive (seventeen)
Chasing Father Time
Future's looking kinda high (way up)
My life passin' by
I been watching from
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
(Yeah)
Like 1,2,3,4 and 5
6,7,8 and then 9
Just count to ten in your mind
and go and find yourself
(Yeah)
I'll be right your side
And I'll be beaming
irene' massacred flat in the key of tragedy
Whole diner like "I'll have he's having"
All these tribes hoard breads and wines
These climates transform
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
in the V
Lot of bitches they into me
And I got a lot of enemies
But they die, that's no lie
I stay true to all my guys
When I do just make it high
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