Lyrics:
I'm in the trap by myself im a loner
Run up on me you a goner
Grew up on da block serve on da corner
I got dem thangs you want em Don't Cha, Don't Cha,
is Jewish
Only speak about the truest
When you listen to our music
And we the biggest smokers
Rollin' some of the dankest quarters
Rappin' about
can't then I hum
It guides me, provides me with tools to feel numb, so
I don't do anything without the music
The music
I'll falsify a real smile by
I don't think you know me guess not
But that don't mean I'm gonna stop
Seems I just pulled up to the block
Said what's up I'm making music why not
I
Roll the window down
When we riding down the block
Turn the music up
Police looking at us, we don't give a fuck
Who the fuck, who the fuck is you
A new sound is sweeping across London
Jungle music is heavily influenced by the Dancehall sounds of Jamaica
It combines a mixture of fast drums
is really +Ludacris+ now like +Def Jam South+
Just l-let me know, what's ya fantasy
Mine is to live 'til 50, with a family
Can it all be so simple
music
Instead i’ve been losing it, using it
Just to get by on some stupid shit
Make up for all of my ruthlessness
Screaming fvck love ain’t no cupid shit
was kinda ludicrous
Woah
Really bad like the chick with Ludacris
My chick bad
My bad I'm just being humorous
I'm pretty new to doing this music shit
Hi
This that o2 to fight pollution
This
Game is ludacris
A bunch hooligans
Who got Oscar performances
The music distorted its
Sad to see
But maybe I can
bag
From ti to young jeezy
2 Chainz to gucci
To wockflocka to outcast
To ludacris from goody mob
To boww from big meech
To doing big in the streetz
follow
Hit the stu and make a hit and make sure I keep music first
Drop a album in the mix and share it with the universe
Brush my teeth then get dressed
Bigger than Sean
While I'm eating some chicken and beer
Nah that's Ludacris
High in the sky
Getting served by a stewardess
Talking about how my curls are
and i'm floaty)
Gucci this,
Then truey louis
Throw a Rollie on the wrist (Gucci Truey Rollie)
Move bitch you actin Ludacris. (you actin crazy)
Quit making
track grinning
When I do this music people ask why you do this for a living
Because Im doing things that you've been wishing
So time to blow a kiss
the kid that's doin' music
You the light-skinned negro thinkin' that he Ludacris
It's ludicrous that you exist, you always think your humorous
Honestly, I'm
that nobody else can do this
And I'm gon prove it by climbing to the top of the mountain with this music
Okay I'm back at it
In love with my craft like
doing? What I said I'll be doing
Star like Patrick on the block, said you think that I'm Ewing
I'm so focused you’d think I’m losing but I’m up by 20, give
Know who you messing with?
I’m with messing-with-niggas-destiny shit
I'm from the Midwest
I stopped drinking so I can start policing
The block, now I
Maybach Music, it's deeper than the verse baby
It's deeper than the rap
Doin' a 150 miles and runnin'
Get up in the way then you know that I'm
Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
New Lyrics
Wanna be the block but can't buy the block
Bulldozin' the block, makin' the Red Sea choke on bones
Of drones sent by PPP loans to see how you spent
J5 Blackalicious (Blackalicious, Blackalicious, Blackalicious)
Yo
We take a journey through music right now
We take a journey through music
I get by with what I got right here
Do what I can with what I got this year
Watching the time on the clock disappear
Fear is all I got left
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