Lyrics:
You only good as yo last album
You ain't fucking with my worst album
I know you heard me like Max volume
Probably thought I wouldn't pass by you
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TI-Aight Big Kuntry
Big Kuntry-Wat it is
TI-You betta tell em
Big Kuntry-I'm on it nigga
TI-Aight Big Kuntry
TI- Yea dats right [x8]
Big Kuntry-You
I Need It (prod. by Cormill)
(Chorus)
I just keep feinin & feinin (& feinin x2)
I need it I need it
My money is blue I’ve been eatin’
I gotta get
live my plug he got em too cheap
I ran off he still front me nigga too sweet
I just hit a drive by wit bro we was 2 deep
I just got some head outside by
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
place out
Right around ten
I'll still be drinkin' at this bar
And I'll be gone by then
And the beer's still warm
All year 'round can't catch a buzz
action figures
Don’t call me childish or ima give you a middle finger
I am a dragon & a Phoenix like I’m apart of x men
What you rate me it bests be a ten
Riding through the 9-1-4 totin' Mac-10
And by Mac-10, I'm talking bout my mouth then
These lyrics just like bullets
How I shoot you in your ass, friend
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
a check getting by for a ten
Wait stop for a sec
I'm on the top go off on a breathe
All for the love and I'm far from the best
But a king's heart never gon'
made plans to go get her home, there's no cabs so I had to pay
A bit extra, I was embarrassed cause I was short on the day
But she's my bae
She said
It's the end of the night
I want to know you
Get the phone, call a cab, and take you home, yeah
I think there's something you should know
I
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
your friends be
The thing to do
Let me see if I can explain my gang to you
Now first we got E–one of them crazy brothers
Got ten kids by ten different
to ja i kilku pojebów
Większość sceny bym spuścił do ścieków
Ten bar to Penga Penga to nie panga
Penga panda obraz pędzla Leonarda
Cowabunga Turtle z
off IG, suck a nigga soul
Drake by my side, like a Glock, know he'll never fold
Broke nigga mad 'cause I'm rich and I fuck more hoes
Lil' bitch still
you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your
Swimmin' in the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
Dropped the mixtape, that shit sounded like an album
Who'd have
Got no heart like I'm Tin man
I'm feeling I'm 10 men
Many men
Many men
Wish death upon me
Blood in my eyes dog and I can't see
I'm tryna be what I
album is no exception.
The CD edition on the esteemed Ottawa label The Beautiful Music is housed in a beautiful gatefold digipak with artwork by Jamie
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
but I got far from twenty-six BARS
To ten LP's, what can him tell me? Of them? Of y'all?
I'M NAS, on a track that's unorthodox
Like my life coulda been
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
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