Lyrics:
but this is a weird seder
Leaping lizards
I'm so steeped in wizard powers 'ponents speak in whispers
Who brought the vegan desserts, question mark
Oops,
of kings who died and
Rappers out to dethrone me
For they crown they head is cut off
Bodies is laid
Dead in the street, it's so fuckin pitiful
First they
I could tell by your dress code you extra hoe
I guess the rap game's 'bout
Who flex the most
All these funny niggas with cloudy
Jewelry at these
don't care if he was vulnerable
In a home full of drug abuse and incest
Or allegedly brainwashed by white supremacists
Whatever the case may be for him
Yeah, he deserve an encore
And why not? These niggas acting like they want more
See they want me to be the bad guy
Robin Hood green I'm Peter Pan fly
Turn when possible - already twisted
Hold on - bye!
And I think the guitar came out
Followed by twenty albums
There is only the top in front of me
You do
guys
We gon pour up a four in this Fanta
Respect a black man on a mission
From New York to LA we crippin'
Let em reflect on the album
The waiter
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin'
bitch made this shit hot
3rd album I'm bout to drop
Better go cop may just get stopped by a cop
This shit like corn bout to pop
I'm so electrifying I may
the album, I was floatin' on the cover
I pit my car, they let a lad in
I was floatin' on the cover, made a message out a mess
Got 'em clothes up the flow
of no snitching
Mind ya business, like the best entrepreneur
I be diminished
By the metaphor, in the following sentence
I told you I does it a dozen times
He paid for it
The government
Been robbing hoods
Ain't they ain't ever
Serve a lick
I'm Robin Hood
I'll take it back
And feed the streets
We in
is large amounts,
Clear
Money the only thing that counts here
By any means like Malcolm
X marks the spot you know the outcome
Income, never
Y'all want to know why the album is late
I've been giving y'all time to get the last one straight
T-O-T-P back when me and Doc put them days in
: Adam Ford
Written by: Mark Ritchie, Mick Malusa, Antoni Polimeni
Performed by: STONETRIP
Produced by: STONETRIP
Recorded by: Ricki Rae
Engineered,
of flesh, for eternal flames that boy robin y'all
From afar, man we born at stares
Like we raised by Joseph
Fire in my heart, ain't nothing gonna stop
Like
o'clock in the morning
I woke up
because Amos and Archie had started barking
That made me very angry
because I wasn't feeling well and I told them
I
o'clock in the morning
I woke up
because Amos and Archie had started barking
That made me very angry
because I wasn't feeling well and I told them
I
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
away
I have something to prove
There's ten of them
Ten marks
The plan must proceed
Okay, I'll spell it out. F-A-I-L-U-R-E
Lost in transLation
by
her in my dreams (It was all a dream) My dreams
Verse 2
Every night we’re flying high
On a carpet flying by
She’s my jasmine, Im her aladdin and we own
crazy after dark
These marks keep on huffin' and puffin'
Ain't no fear in my heart
What's going on in the ghetto still struggle and strive
I still
A dead cop, a lawsuit, a little kid shot
I play them nothin'-ass marks in the park
For tryna earn they stripes in the dark
Just 'cause I come there
'Cause I did the album with Crypt, not you
They ain't realize everything that I knew
I'm known by many, but respected by few
And I know nobody has handed
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