Lyrics:
be the best grime artist
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know that I'm not
crazy, so we get to LA, we're staying off Coldwater Canyon
Alta Mesa, in studio city man, and I'm going to the studio with No I.D. Every day, and like,
to "Ether"
Listenin' to the anthem
Weezy then band man, "One Man Band Man"
Ya girl with me, cell phone she no answer
He so sweet make her wanna lick
turnin' round, homeward bound,
Can't you hear 'em humming,
Happy times are coming for to stay - hey!
We'll be home tonight by the light of the silvery
Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy
[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real
And we ain't coming with the heat
Man, we ain't here to play dawg
We here to eat your fucking food
Don't fucking play dawg
I'm out here all day
Y'know, me
getting recognized
Mr Mike is by my side Dizzy in a prison
Miracles within him
Working on an album just to show him how I've risen
It's like I've been
the engineer to mix and blend
Then once you endure this pure substance your system cleanse
Man this the kinda rap that ain't got no expiration date
If you're
make it right
Speak loudly and unzip… a big stick
Gettin’ up on tippy toes, Biden can’t see… beyond… his own nose
79-year-old Joe, that’s what makes it
groove)
I always wondered something, man it's probably nothing but
If you didn't like my music than why'd you bother listening?
To me your opinion means
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
Let's go Dennis, that's two and out
Good work, good work
J.R., you up man, hold on
Stop it, stop it
D, I mean, you got somethin' to say, that's two
think emcees with no flavor should stop rappin
I think some sampling is cool if fools ain't yappin
Man that's it about it, I don't wanna hear shit about
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
Heavy D, Left Eye
Kriss Kross, Kid n Play dancing all night
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by
than they said I'd ever do
But by time you hear this song
Sonny, my next album will already be done
And it's-it's just kinda chilling
Last year I was, I
Rankin Road
North of Greens
Yea
Lets take it back to White Gate Lane
When life was so simple, man but how things change
Momma off of brain surgery
Joe
That second album came and added truth to the slander
But we learned what's good for the goose ain't good for the gander
Guess I'm askin' for advice
Man, like-
Why is Lipton iced tea too good man
Ah
It looks like you lost another one
Okay, quick sit I'm going to run this shit
Making another album
keep her legs closed
Always on the creep, now she's in too deep
Now she faces neglect, abuse and rape
Man said that he'd kill her if she tried
keep her legs closed
Always on the creep, now she's in too deep
Now she faces neglect, abuse and rape
Man said that he'd kill her if she tried
Title : Ghetto Model
Artist : Master P f/ Theresa Esclovon
Album : Good Side Bad Side
[Theresa Esclovon]
I see something I want, and poppy that's
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
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