Lyrics:
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
I wrote and recorded this entire album by myself
Within 2 weeks on a 20 cent mic in my closet
With every malfunction you can think of to be honest
Now what you just heard, people, was a little kickin
But let me tell you this while the clock is still tickin
This is the warning, known
wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays
'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
that shit cuz yo songs is awful
Crying on yo insta Live cuz you got doxed by Fawful
And don't get me started on that nigga Snoopy WRLD
You is so enormous
nigga?
By the end of the record I will have ended you niggas
These niggas hate to see him playing off the script that he wrote
They be like "Why he call
40,000 feet
It's 40k, all day, better level up to me
King James in the lane, come and test your luck, rookie
Here to bring the pain, be my pleasure, come
me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't
like Luke Cage
Bitches tell me I'm the new wave
On Westmont Nickels I'm eatin' New Wave
My joy roll niggas ride with two K's
Get rid of a few bodies, dug
the song 100k for the beat
1st album dropped didn't make it to the streets because
The marketer dey f** up & I needed the f** up
So I could fall like
crawl and hit rock 'n' roller
I'm caught in the swinging, hear no ties by the Pendulum
Just ???, so this is how I'm killing them
K is on the M.P., Jazz is
get in between womans
Ill BIll - solo album, how we gon' take it?
Leave you ducktaped and stuck in the Matrix
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Tell me where
written
(I like to write in the moment)
For the first two albums
There were no such talks but
That was before my name
Was familiar so let me start my story
with his head
Bullets kick his back, if he try to duck & run off on his mans
Check me out nigga, I did 25k off like three albums by myself nigga
They
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
going down behind my dogs, but I ain't Vick
Tell me one album I put out that ain't sick?
No, I'm not the Doctor but I produce the same shit
The whole
Ohh, After this song you gon' love me for my honesty,
Or you gon hate me for being me yeah Im sayin'
One of the two is gon' happen but all that I
J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer
Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été
they on like 4K (Yeah, fashoskii)
I just pulled up with bands, yeah, like 1K (Yeah, fasho)
Speak to me clearly
Do not mutter your words, or stutter your
while I'm baggin' da fish
Drop me an album, now I'm pullin' a lick
Got DD3 now I feel like hoodrich
Sendin' her smoke while she rubbin' her clit
I'm
-A-N-E
Not many get to what I do by any means
Thinking they slick as fuck like the finna befriending me
But let's get back to the music, I'm gone
Outside
the solution
But I got insurance, I can see another day
Don't make me pull the policy
And put the love away
It's the R-A-K to the double-A
I hate a bitin' MC
womans
Ill BIll - solo album, how we gon' take it?
Leave you ducktaped and stuck in the Matrix
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Tell me where the fuck I went wrong
Ando bien Skeeny con un Blunt de weed y un vaso de Whisky chingando con Britney Ando bien marihuas me chingo a unas mamitas al lado traigo un Blunt
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