Lyrics:
when I’m in traffic
Walk inside of barneys and spend five hundred jacksons
Out in Calabasas made a movie with a actress
He only got money on the net he
believe I'll buy a V8 Fo'
She say, 'Is he too fast
To try to hold in the road?'
Well, I'm goin' back to Jackson
Good old Jackson, Tennessee
I can't do no
the album, now you born again
Dry devils, come up wet devils, let the story begin
Is it, five bibles or five rifles, pray them down or shoot them dead
I hang
a picture for an album cover
Goddamn, the shit's a trip, gee
Five different doctors with needles tryin to stick me
I hear my family hollerin he needs us
Durin
out brodie hit his bitch, shit
He prolly gon' cry
If it ain't the five-seven, shit
It's prolly four-five
RIP Hutch, look at the kit, shit
You'll prolly
pushin' dope in the 5th Ward
And just to get to God, I'll go through hell
And leave the world with a story to tell, hehe
Listen up I got a story
is fly
Yo let me tell you how the whole story went down kid
Peep this yo
I met my baby at the... "V - I - M"
Now way way back, when when her,
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to +Priesthood+
If you purchased this album from a store
Or you got a copy from
the outcome? We selling twenty million albums
And your record, ain't nobody buy that
You fell off, and had to take your five back
And push a white Ac, with
způsobit povyk a nemusím k tomu mít trvalej pobyt na lodi
Nemusím závodit, povim další story, mě zabij a pak povstanu jak Onix (fénix)
V posteli hráli jsme
wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Low hum of voices in the front seat
Stories nobody knows
Got folks
wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Car wheels on a gravel road
Low hum of voices in the front seat
Stories nobody knows
Got folks
ridiculous
Cause back in the days
Hold on let me tell you a story from way back
Way back before Daylyt got his face tat
When all you had was your fucking five
a number
Add it on up to twenty-five
The joke is on you, I'm still fucking alive
Had to drive by with the beat tape up in my mind
And combined with
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
som z vesmíru jebo
A nerobím s nikým už ani so sebou
A keby som nebol ja showbiz by nebol
A za lóve by som ti cikulu zedol
Som Superstar som v sieni
that's like pushin' dope in the 5th Ward
And just to get to God, I'll go through hell
And leave the world with a story to tell, heh
Listen up I got
that a song can travel, faster than Santa, and without the reindeer!
Somewhere around my fifth album appropriately titled Five Golden Rings, I began
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talking plug talk
On my last album I explained it (I explained it)
With a fork telling you let
suspicious by the way he slid his feet
Didn't want to fuck up the come-up
So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?"
Bumped into his
suspicious by the way he slid his feet
Didn't want to fuck up the come-up
So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?"
Bumped into his
to have breakfast in his dressing room
Knock, knock 5 minutes to chew
Go to make up then it's time to hear,
Take 1, take 2 everybody's telling him what
left us
Yeah, uh, thank God he never left us
In the morning, I'm on my grind
Eating beats up like it's breakfast
Spend five bands on my left wrist
Then
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