Lyrics:
Banned by Montgomery, it's all lies
Your story makes no sense, trying to flex your influence
Fucked in Montgomery, and it expands
Still got gigs in
and leaving up our block
Shaded in and all that with all the homies names
Eastside South Central's where the fuck we claim
Rolling on the cruiser got the homey
I'll beat your weak muffin
Decease you easily
I wanna tell you a story about when I was 8
Used to get beat and battered by the kid's that was in my
Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
And those that betray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus
Fakers get used as shootin' targets soon
That's right y'all, the K double-O L, K-E-I-T-H (South Bronx)
I'm in here, I'm a let you know (I started rappin')
I can tell you can't rap, look
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
I cannot let this show now
And I know
Life goes on, but I gotta let this go now
And I know
life goes on, I cannot let this show now
This album is
Come on, over over the water
Water, Water
Yo, I want you all to understand I come from South Philly
And when I walk the street is like a pharmacy
from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies
gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Stand up guy, bet the mound from the ground
I'm a south side nigga, fuck around fuck around
logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke
in the worst way
Snitchin in that cage better watch what the birds say
Down south every-day imma represent my birthplace
Yeah I'm from Alabama but I'm
Nigga! To South Central L.A.!
Goddamn nigga! This shit make me sick
All these West Coast cowards ridin New York dick (Brrgh!)
Bustas get sprayed
December 24th. I wonder if my Lola knew that when she named my mom, I seem to find Christmas clues in my life all the time. There isn't a day that goes by
the line you better park up
someone said what - when - lemme na start up
Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday and Monday drove to South to link marjay
Wednesday
I was born by the river
The Jourdan River, yeah
In a little old tent
Bennett Side Alabama yeah
Oh, just like the river I've been running
I've been
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
about...three of these as I said later, ...quarter of an hour goes by ... half an hour, we
try to stand up and leave. I mean, it was like, you know, "Gaaaahh,
goes out to all my (spoiled) real peoples
"In Trouble"
Graduated, on the real, from the School of Hard Knocks
One thug to the last slug
"In
much improved
Yo' album droppin' this summer?
That sucks for you
Cause this is Bubba's moment
I put my mother on it
I said my momma
It seems as if
insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be
album (biatch!)
Shag (spoken):
You and Wack 10
Can't deal with this
Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest
Fuck y'all
So what'cha wanna do?
Bring it on,
Sittin down by the river bottle of Grits mill
Double fistin evan williams steady climbn heavy hill
This is what it's all about I couldin ask for nuthin
.jpg/300px-The_Blind_Boys_of_Alabama_Cosmopolite_2018_(202624).jpg "The Original Five Blind Boys of Alabama")
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