Lyrics:
Take soft white and turn it into tan hard
That shit is chemistry
At least a form of science
I was raised by the wolves
But the dogs my alliance
My
all
And by the model of my vehicle
You know that I ball
E92, but '91 the year that Tyler was spawned
And if I crash
I'm owing wheels like I'm a Vaughn
Yeah, I'm feeling like Jay-Z Annotateon Reasonable Doubt
My first debut album probably be my last, it's all good though
Us COB boys we out here,
the burner
Katch vicky while she walkin
Kaught her slippin by the Apartments
Man, my flow iz so retarded
Told my haterz not to start it
Told my Haterz not
of control...
So you do yourself, an injustice, to judge me by yesterday, when I have moved on..."
[Freddie Foxxx:]
That's right...
My heart is colder than
I got to thank God I'm living I need millions for this mission
Middle finger to the system need my dogs with no division
It don't matter who you are
It's any color you choose
The sky isn't blue, it's the color of mud
It's any color you choose
Green is the color I see in my dreams
The devil's a gas I
calculate
In my Thugz Mansion, pray for better days
Programs, through the chains, I will never change
Pioneer Kings, We Forever Reign
Let them all know that
and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol, something far from a
Lover, beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh 'cause no one
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to gain a smile
Listen while you hear it
There's no pink in my slip
I reckon that the rhythm and the blues in the rap got me red
While the boys from
king—bury me beneath a pyramid
My mama think my shit go hard?
Then fuck what your opinion is
I am hip-hop, but I'm also human too
I breathe through my
Palumbo, Road House & the album got you by the throat
Over the ropes, choke, no hope
Just toke like a chief does
I been dealing with these childish angry
call is the coup de grace
In my best blue blazer I'm the king of harts
Mollywap these molly poppers for the charts
Find they closest confidant send them
flexing is what you would have locked in a safe
Gold chain looks like lemonade
My freezer worth more than a wraith
Every bill in my band is a blue face
My
sientes?
Como el Funk de James Brown
Y el Jazz de miss Simone
Igual que el blues de Freddie King es el Hey yo my son
Hey yo, Hey yo ahora escúchalo
Yo
"Charlie Parker"
"Cramps" "Marilyn Monroe"
"Brian Jones"
"Marc Bolan" "Left eye"
"Marvin Gaye"
"清志郎"
ROCK'N'ROLL is here to stay
won't fade away
my only way
ain't ready for
My weird ass music
Got your bitch vibe to it
Feelin' like Freddie
Mixing genres
Cooking
Rap to it
Little bit of rock
With a little bit
actin hella naughty
“Hamza would you diss t n p”, yeah prolly
“Hamza would you wanna be like me”, not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album
Yea
Jet Pack
1-2, 1-2, 1-2,1-2
Aye R.A. We here now bro
No looking back
Every dope album needs a dope intro
And I’m feeling this tempo
Now let this
didn't go to American Idol
Lost inspiration
So I needed new information
Surrounded by temptations
My soul is in heaven and it's looking so patient
Got
your rap
I'm out here, gettin hoes livin fat
While you at home, gettin sweated by your mamma
I bought my mother a house in Atlanta
And you can't
Ten number one albums in a row
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes
Made the rolling stones
with my crown of tears
Look at the world
Ruled by kings with wooden crowns
They are the fools
These princes with nothing to say - hey hey!
Sometimes I
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