Lyrics:
fight, boy, do I look like Bret Hart
How the fuck you still fucking broke and you work so hard
I'ma break her back when I pull up, then I break her heart
y'all, while you hope the don fall
But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul
Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm
That's right, you go ahead, I'll be a okay
'Cause I got Jose, Captain Morgan
Not to mention old George and Tammy, Loretta, Merle, Willie Nelson, Big John
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
year around this time we'd be all on the curb
Cold as fuck outside, long john under our shirt
Break bread with the family, you felt you had to be first
Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive
Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break
Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive
Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break
Master, hit the switch, Igor, he's alive
Yo, set it off, set it off, yo, yo, yo
Let's start ridin', my flows bring the tide in
While John Cochran break
smoke bones big as hippo's
Have a nip slow, what's up kid on ya cycle
Paper sick doe, my psyche said I was sick though
Tired of shit tough, the face look
like John Wick ooh
And just because I am the truth
I can't get did like John Wilkes Booth
She hurt my heart it hurt like oof
It hurts because it is
John Ceno
John Cena for all we know I'm tryna, Listen
I'm tryna make it clear we handmade by God not tito
Come taste and see it's way better
The best
you'll go far
Don't let pleasure break these hearts
She was with a guy friend in bed
fell asleep with him by her side
Netflix and chill after 10
But
Got fake J's yeah that's for sure
Like your songs you're just a joke
After this you'll be a ghost
John, your music's trash
No thoughts man, that's
up bitch?)
Raise up the phone
And fuck with the switches
Front back
And pause on threes
Rag Top Four
Sittin' on them D's
Checkin' ass for the big booty
that
'Kay, I'm back, and I've made a few calls
Made a track that will break a few rules
Never mind Marvel, this could be
The most ambitious crossover
no
Lame ass niggas no more
Bein bullshit by bullshit niggas (for real)
Am I my brother's keeper?
Theres no need to ask, I'm the creeper
Million dollar
want all the green like I was a leaf
My gang in the party, we came for peace
Put shots on a opp so his ass got beat
He got his ass jumped by a hunnid
stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, a T-E-R, a D with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name as
The man they call the Master Dee
I've come to tell ya people
I've traveled this great land
I've crossed two mountain ranges
cnd combed the desert sands
From Maine to California
By
by icons
Immortal technique Grafh Joyners and Saigons
So don't get your lie on we wanna hear the truth
Some Lil John and Luke Meek Beanie Cass Papooose
the last time I seen chadwick
Projected right above home plate mad big
Protected by the people when no sleep from the pig
We gonna run a bit with this win
It
wasn't fucking impressed
Who's the nigga with the big mouth
I live your ass erect and bit off with a lion's mouth
Your hypeman sound like a bitch that
be slowed down by a big bunch of lip
And nobody cares about your paranoid trip
You know death and the devil sure got it easy today
Souls come so
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