Lyrics:
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
school house was full, and they would come.
And we bought up every album, every picture, every single;
Their autographs were the only things free.
But
By Step übernehmen
Komm komm
Komm check die Gang ist wieder mal vereint
Buy Or Die
House Of Arts
Way out gehen auf eins
Pushe Pakete bis wir mal oben
pelu omo mi o omo oloogo
Forelines l'oruko re o, omo mi
Fore by Fore eh
Fore by Fore eh eh eh
Forelines don bring album (Forelines don bring album
am is simply a black revolutionary
I write rhymes on plain stationary
Mary, Mary, quite contrary
Doesn't make sense in my vocabulary
Uncle Tom house
of Emilia-Romagna. It’s a warm September morning and the piazza is crowded with people, watched over by the lofty bell tower of the 12th century Basilica of San
bought a house and it's right by water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
I'm the Trap God and I walk on water
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
Earlier today a Broward County appellate court judge has
Upheld the previous ruling
‘Cause this crowded house
Is too tired to hold on.
All these constructions
Will destroy our future,
By killing nature,
Which, turns grey..
Look well, Look
It's her birthday party and I went into her bounce house
We were bouncing around, and we had no doubts
Going all around like a trampoline
Yeah we
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
in the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom (yeah)
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got
You need help and boy it’s urgent
I’m a monster like a serpent
Imma kill you right now
And make sure you 'gon die a virgin
Selling albums like
on
Y'all are wrong
I'm not off to start a war with T-1000
Bout to shout in a crowded live house and louden my rap
The doubters be drowning in my saliva
home
You can hold my hand
When you need to let go
I want a house with a crowded table
And a place by the fire for everyone
Let us take
Deal aus
Um "Danke" zu sagen für alles, was mich freut
Schenk ich diesen Track, so
Lang wie ein Album, nun euch
Ich schrieb hundert
Zweihundert,
enough, I'd find out that day what was up with Mum
I remember her out the front of the house crying on the step
I just glanced over and saw Grandma helping
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
too crowded town
I am doomed to be the unknown
How can I be so alone?
I've been standing here for hours
Right on the top of this house
A lot of people
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
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
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
If money is your God who's your devil?
If everybody die what make's you special?
I wonder if heaven got a ghetto
And I wonder if it's crowded
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