Lyrics:
"I forbid you maidens all that wear gold in your hair
To travel to Carterhaugh, for young Tam Lin is there
None that go by Carterhaugh but they
"I forbid you maidens all that wear gold in your hair
To travel to Carter Hall for young Tam Lin is there
None that go by Carter Hall but they
first deal, wasn't no mill
Barely had a dollar to my name and I was broke by day two
Doing all types of songs, they were jammin, don't get me wrong
But my
an album, get classes
[Chorus]
Look around your surrounded by the M-O-B-D-E-E-P
Infamous niggas rep Queensbridge housing P's
My dunns come through
White bitch
Wifey
White sand
White tee
Everybody tryna know how they get like me
And she don't even know how to act
I hit 4-5 times but we running it
got more styles up there
So I'll put it together and come out
With an album every single year
Listen here, something new is going on
So of course Blast
running out of luck see all my niggas abide by shit you can't Touch
Flow mechanical fix your car with a broken spanner
You can never handle me like all
flow and blow
Puerto Rico Southside Latin you're feed pattern
Black people mingle white people buy my single
Bingo bangle let go my
ki "ra" d akhnosh
Rapkom welah mamnosh
Kento katbanoli fechkel
Tle3to ta ntoma bekhosh
Hi we go neo is back
Makadrini makandrik
Dima album mora album
track recorders
Powered by trust funds
Of guilty prodigals
The checkered flag's white
At the end of the great credibility race
It's the end of the great
gettin' that degree at Stanford or Harvard
Threatened by my work ethic, the way I speak, yo
Should I be mentally weak, verse being Malik
Yo, should I be
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those nights
Though it might seem wrong thank god for that white
They use
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
I'm the Orson Wells of the rap game
My debut album about to be my Citizen Kane
No disrespect to the greats
But I'm the greatest instead
I only call
eastside shit on the speakerphone
I send work out to Georgia, it's all peachy though
Coke's all white, you think it was bleached by Ichigo
Getting money,
Off my 9, off my roll
Have a toast
Off of 9, by the hour off payroll
Off the wage, on the wave
How it goes
Stream sales don't mean nothing
But a post
on Calеdonia Road
A couple factory gigs, split between the folks
Kept us all afloat
Hearts still full of hope
By '89 suburban dreams was being bought
So we
like that"
I reinstate addiction, when my album drops it's a relapse
I made this in my room on a Sunday and I have told you that
Before so I guess that
a leopard, but had feet like those of a bear, and a maw like that of a lion. The dragon gave The Beast his power, his throne and his great autorithy."
Bro (Bro)
The NEON iCON album, are you serious?
It finally came out today
Are you serious bro? (What? What?)
Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about
the core
Crying out for more
You hide yourself behind your close door
Close door
Weh the thugs dem are ready fi di conquering
Lion of Judah is now
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
Depression Anxiety
PTSD
ADHD
Low self-esteem
Abuse
Whatever
I want you to throw this on Cleveland
The album
Produce mix and master by me
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