Lyrics:
everything but complacent
Like my dream is adjacent but
I can't make a move
Fifteen writing rhymes inspired by Illmatic
I'm still at it, every record I record
Hello, my name is Mac Lethal
And thank you for your
PurchaseThis album is best served
With a delicious glass
Of Grand Crew or Wild Flemish
For all
I knew this song by that crew Mobb Deep
So I used it, my brother produced it, new shit
Set me up so I could flow like a cruise ship
And tell this
motherfuckers must ain't peeped them
Last two albums, for real, dick riders
[Hook - 2x]
All you hoes, talking down
Guard your grill, keep moving around
moves in this rap game
See everybody want the fame, I want the fourtune
Niggaz be scorchin hot
Got a place that I moved in up north
Got my face
knock
We straight on that
"when yo album drop"
You can wait on that
I don't don't like the questions you ask so
Let me tell you a little about myself
takin' back hip hop
Dead or alive behind enemy lines
Hear the pen drop
The album 2000 aftermath
Rock the ????
Wearin' a meat necklace
Two steps from hungry
since the days of my man, Ra
But he still move the crowd
To the next universe
And ain't no chaos in this verse
But you gotta let it soak first
Before you
Save your best moves. It gets weird
Billions of cops, smoke and mirrors
Carrying creed cards we all race for death
Hope to be saved by our next
I got compassion to heal, to ill and faith, to move mountains
Got 'em asking for us platinum plus, but who's counting?
God driving hard, hittin'
and make me play the album
I'm out to rule the world
while you talk about your silly glasses
half-ass rappers can't match this
the shit I
no damn lyrics since the days of my man, ra
But he still move the crowd
To the next universe
And ain't no chaos in this verse
But you gotta let it
white hope
Hey yo, Preemo, should I hit 'em with the rope of dope
Sea shells, sea shells by the sea shore
But now I'm slap, tap and a rap an' attack
dropped a album in two years and I'm still on tv
I gotta swag so retarded like hoa
The girls like boosie fuck me harder,
Bitch! hoa
Nigga say they
hating on me cause I'm famous
Let them all know what my name is (T Dot Strydes)
I know your hating on me because I'm famous
So I got mortgage to move
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
And the rainfall
But there's no rainbow
People are painful
Evil and angry, abused and afraid
We all get confused
By the moves that we made
So I mend broken
nothing I need (what?)
We are not cool, y'all do not know C (yeah)
Only make moves for the bros in Pro-Ds, please (yeah)
Go to sleep like CM Punk
FROM THE LUCAN WOLF ALBUM - VAMPIRE NIGHTS
Copyright 2004 Lyrics and Music by Lucan Wolf
Sanguinaria
Guardians of the night elite and strong
Among
It's better than a job shit I was barley getting by
My team is on the rise
We leave it to the sky and the clouds
Doing rounds keep our names fresh
Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker
Got surprise and a fan base get fame
When I'm tryin' on a part you move a hand shake
Can't wait til my album drop
I'ma cop the money call a super
behind tent
Serving all day hitting corners getting bent
Time went by quick when we was kicking it
I wish that there was a way I could have predicted this
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