Lyrics:
to love you
If you call me baby I'll be always yours
The lady of my life is out o' really feeling.
The real deal, giving you nothing but sex-appeal.
flying blind
I know the way (you better pray)
I've done enough (you won't measure up)
Looked down upon by the masses
Unending streams of ruined
you police the world
When u can't police yourselves
Redistribution of wealth
Is a myth but take more from
The rich than who helps
I get mad but never
you exist you make the way you think is avant garde
If you exist you got a funny way of showing it
What happens in the afterlife?
These people think
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the 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 why
You
a *****
About you punks
What you think
You can spit on my lunch
You can crush all my dreams
I will not budge
Because your punch it doesn't sting
I will eat
doesn't sting
I will eat you for brunch
I will crunch through your spleen
Do what you do
You can taunt
You can bring
Your whole fuckin crew
If you want
If
make a move them surely get a taste of it
I'm Daddy-O and I don't quit
So feel the flow, y'all because you're under attack
From my rhymes, 'cause
that
When you face trials lets go
I got no limits no limits
No limits we make it count every minute
No limits I got no limits
By the world's standards I
He'll put you to the test!
He's like a "runnin' man"
In his world, "more" is "less"!
And if you wanna test him, best bring your best.
Don't make me spell
or elevate this swag
Put your trainers on tight and give the best you have
Or move your heels like wheels touch down no lag
Like some sticky in a puddle no it
L-double-E, B-O-Y
Lee Boy, Lee Boy, he's our guy
The world's best piper, you can't deny
L-double-E, B-O-Y
He won't do kilts, yeah, he wears
on TV
Tryna show ya how you livin' is trife
How many guys you know can bring the Travel Channel to life?
One day we on the Autobahn swervin', drivin'
them bring u down
Do not let it make you frown
Just walk under my wings
Call on my Name
The tings way don be
The things way don be before
Don't let them
Fold on ya man's when he down going through it the worst, yo ass is fifty
I was just hooping and thieving them balls from the courts, now my jumper
of Onmitsukido
Bounce like a butterfly sting like hornet you better be fearin my shunpo
Fast like the wind Im flying
Haters all be denyin
Boi don't I falter
Best
Ohh My
Stacking P's to more than get by
Fuck scraping the bottom, I'm tryna get right
Get your own ima get mine
And greatness is a process you know it
on TV
Tryna show ya how you livin' is trife
How many guys you know can bring the Travel Channel to life?
One day we on the Autobahn swervin', drivin'
is the bottom of a glass
And your friendships' plastic
Oh well, that shit happens
But what about when you can't even make it through the day
And your
feed you to the obese capital
They tried to cap me and shut me down
But you'll never ***** catch me I ain't running now
I'm running right at you with
feed you to the obese capital
They tried to cap me and shut me down
But you'll never fuckin catch me I ain't running now
I'm running right at you with
still
Shady Records, you better believe the hype is real
This is no joke, I don't smoke
But I toke enough secondhand to make my fuckin' P.O. Choke
you're down babe you know where to slide
Do some freaky things yeah you know that we just might
Babe I wanna take off wanna show you the world
You're my
in the zone, better hold ya own
'Cause I like to break when I finish a poem
Pound for p-p-pound the best around
No way you can get up when I get down
I
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