Lyrics:
spilt on bunker hill
The fires of war will cleanse it
All on my own, so many of them
No wonder why I'm addicted to chems
Friends that I've lost - I
Are in my other pants
The base camp's buried
In an avalanche
I need a new dimension
Got to Supersize
A Jacobean ladder
To a parallel prize
nerves
But they don't wanna say more
I see every one of you as cigarettes
Imma light you all up
Then I smoke you to rest
Imma tug on my trigger
Never out
Niggas throwing sets up
But that shit don't upset us
Had to quit my day job, I would work security
Lyrics on my cellphone
Protecting my community
You don't
to nun
But now I’m flexing on that bitch and
Got more money than her son
I love my enemies and pray
For those who persecute
You tried to kill me pussy
of the Reich
But Adolf Hitler he was my friend. Alright? Alright!
And he'd love to go out dancing, really dug the human league
And that song by Alice Cooper
I ain't lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my drawers but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout
embarrassed
Super awkward, yet that moment I cherish
My appearances are the rarest
But at least it was apparent I was murdering beats
I said my fingertips are
control of my thoughts and emotions
I am grateful for my unique qualities and talents
I release negative self-talk and embrace positivity
I am surrounded by
she is the fire in my loins the
Itch in my crotch the one, the only
The infamous Harley Quinn!
Harley pretends to fire a gun
And then Joker whistles
told me to ever carver how I kill
I feel like I killed my eyes, guess no surprise
You think a guest would arrive with a surprise, no lies
But even I feel
What's your name baby? word? okay
Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta
Hah, I know you starving for this shit
Baby I'm feeling your
What's your name baby? word? okay
Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta
Hah, I know you starving for this shit
Baby I'm feeling your
of the road and never
More will set sail
I fished out of Howth and Killybegs, Ardglass and
Baltimore
But the cruel sea has beat'n me and I'll end my days
riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block
Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you grab him by
music
Instead of watching the world burn
We always talk about it, but let's just do it
I'm always open and you know that i am your friend
Crack a glum
dog knock a opp off
Set his ass on fire, I smell popcorn
I walk inside the strip club
Buy what I want then I go hey
All this white up in my house
These
Man I promise I been snappin
They think they all hard but they really be rap cappin
Since a youngin I been watching they movements
Assuming I ain’t
doin' with that big ass-
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off (I wanna be your friend)
Let's be friends
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas?
doin' with that big ass-
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off (I wanna be your friend)
Let's be friends
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas?
runs in my blood, and I'm the guy they require
And these guns bring nothin' but prison and death, still
All my niggas just admire the fire
Bro squeeze
And reachin'
I'm geekin'
And tweakin'
I'm teaching
And preaching
For seasons
Over and over again
Seasons are changing
So who are your friends?
This is the life
been born
Again
A friend of mine told me they won't stop hating your fathers and mothers
But my brothers are scared of losing to one another
Trust me,
was I, and I'm still not
Even though it's fire that I still drop
Retire fam I will not
Top of my lungs I inspire from the hilltops
And they still cop
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