Lyrics:
i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by
of the Fibonacci
It's Jazzid Rap baby
It's been a long time coming
It's Jazzid Rap baby, uhh
Shoutout to Sprouts, shoutout to rohan!
Shoutout to JJ, shoutout Sean,
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
Well, I said
Baby (baby) baby (baby)
Well, baby (baby) oh, baby
(Bring it on, baby)
I'll bring it on back, child
(Just bring it on back to me)
jays
Fuck your love if you're after my dollar
Don't say(bring) trust
When you know you're the baller
Jj,Lionel, didier Drogba
You're playing the ball
me back
Back to where I've always been
Desire brings me back
Back to where I've always been
The bliss of the wild
And it's a matter of flesh
Hear the honeys scream
I'm Mohammad Ali
Sipping on that lean
Smoking on that green
Make my mind feel free
Tryna make it big by any means
So poetic
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion
I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses
Had to bring it back to New York
I'm
if it be that his shirt is torn from the back, then she has told a lie, and he is speaking
The truth
So when her husband saw Joseph's shirt torn
hollowed out rope chain
It's me Kardinal, Black Jays on it now
Nuff respect but from you? I don't want it now
Cheah!
Ho, bring the fire out!
Ho, bring
mine wander it brings me right back there to you
Hey, yea
What a beautiful house with the city lights view.
No white picked fence, no porch swing
See you got the milk back there
I’m a
Smack it
Tap it
Slap it
Baby I’m the one that told you keep that dairy in the air
Slide on me like a 1st grader,
Count up the back end I see hundreds and fifties
These bitches wanna blow till my tank is on empty
When I go on the road bring the studio wit me
Imma keep
We be coming in, bring it back, let me flow again
In my zone, buc back, we be kickin' in the door, then
I bring the apocalypse, with a mighty flow so
instead
Thought I ain't been to service since my granddaddy passed
Finish my cigarette out there on the front steps
And then slipped in the back by
everything.
Call me over, then bring me back again.
It's the last chance, telling myself that I believe
Your forever, is mine, and all I need.
Now! Life! Tell
regret taking us all on
It is time for us to fight back!
I'll bring you back
I won't let your sacrifice be made in vain
I'll bring you back
I won't let
brought down
That the fee of your contract been bought out
You are freed by power from the son of God now
Lead me back to the truth
Bring me back to Your
(That's JJ)
(Beatfreakz)
Still ain't made it out the hood 'cause my soul's there (soul's there)
I drip down in a Moncler
A lotta time goes by
got it goin' good
You better bring back somethin' fo da hood
Bring back somethin' fo da hood motherfucker!
Bring back somethin' fo da hood!
Bring
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
To bring you down, bust it off
To bring you down
Uh, make shot one time for the Mecca don
To bring you down and the Soul Brother number one
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