Lyrics:
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J M E
I do what I want, I'm free free free
Wiley's my bredrin, he's got an album
immaculate blast and you gone
My craft is beyond mastered
It's blasphemy having me on a song
For less than three 16's like
A chapter from John
Rappers get laid
rappers wit a plaque rollin weed on it
Glocks and pistols on the album cover
Pointin heat in my videos, callin my enemies suckas
I was 16 wit hustler's
wrote the crossover
But if the album sellout I'd be considered a sellout
The fans keep asking whens the album gonna come out
Ask your local execs I'm
s tým
Vraví že nechce cash, ale chce prachy
On má cieľ, on má sen, Bože, nééasi
Chlapci mali by alibi, keby pálili sativy
Ale tanini tanini na to stavili,
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
coming out their blouses,
Money, coming out of pouches,
This my youth, found the fountain.
Strong enough to move a mountain,
Album 16, but who’s counting.
laughing
On 83, by 82, would've been 81
In the 80's they made money by hustling anyone
79 flows, got 78 more
I think I got around 77 songs that I wrote
It's
not a cover band
We're here to make an album of original songs"
He said, "Yeah, I guess that was wrong"
I said, "Yeah man, everything is sort
Blümchenvergewaltigungssex
Ich halte die Stellung auch wenn alle neuen
Deutschen Rapper Welle machen
Mit Schnellfeuerwaffen
Ihr seid keine Drive-by-Shooter
In Deutschland
언제나 감아 내 태엽 16 마디 my lay up
don't stop what u doin 최소한 없어야지 후횐
인기를 얻고난 후엔 더 빡세게 가야지 뭐해 uh
콰형이 하는 걸 잘 봐 ya 자식들 인기는 짧아 ya
반짝 스타들 잘 가 ya 난 S 모드로 밟아 ya
ay
I heard your style and I beat you nigga
Your whole album I sleep through nigga
'cause 'Te's an avalanche so call an ambulance
And tell 'em to pick
dziewczyny
Jeez proch za cokolwiek
Na pewno za Mateo
Za 3 moich Crue każdy z nich
Mógłby wydać album w tej chwili
Żeby wszyscy tu dalej w pokoju żyli
first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read
lost my train of thought
By 16 I was off the rails, 17 I started losing track
18 was a blur between 2 jobs and part time class
So after all these
confirmed by all sides
While the governing authorities
Said it was falsified
By his followers
Who stole his body and lied
Hundreds began to claim
They've all
mix tape I don't wanna feature
Couldn't give a shit about your album either
I don't wanna hear you come out the speaker, no
You ain't been to a show
[Chorus: PSC]
What would you do if we put it all together
In the form of living legends
On an album all together?
Would you buy it? Would you try
Eyes red lips dry nigga bloodshed
Satisfy always high nigga enough said
Intensify more love nigga mislead
By beauty her charm nigga been dead
Shots
handshake deal
And now we're right back where we started
By your side like we never were parted
I gotta be there or be hip
Shoulders raised up to my lips
Do
revolution! revelation!
Random firing of the synapse don't forget to look up
Why should I fear?
When was I less by dying?
I am a facilitator of dreams
Secular
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
and Mr. Shadow A-K-A The Mayhem Click
And we're talkin' about rumors
Now Lil' Rob we understand you have an album out entitle the Crazy Life
Can you tell
done with it
There's a flow? Run with it
Give me 16 bars I'm done in it
You shot work but you look
Like you're bunnin' it fuck the boydem
I ain't
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