Lyrics:
full on the floor
My palace is full of awards, my shower is like the Falls
I'm serious
And my aim is never beef with my peers
When niggas careers
Tell me who is on the microphone
I'm Oatie of the Goaties
I propose I would like a bone
To edge off the dredge
I'm alleged to have sparked a joint
Fast
I often think about the fight of the Black Man,
Told by the world he can't think like others can
Eat and drink where others can, shackled by his
Who! Yeah yeah (Swizzie!)
It's showtime! Yeah
Y'all know who it is! (Y'all know who it is!)
I'ma get it popping like I'm used to (let's get it
when a gypsy woman passed by. She stopped and asked
me if I would like my fortune read and I had never had it done so I was
more than happy to say yes.
jokes
Keep fuckin’ wit me, you’re just dead broke
All that money is easy to provoke
Don’t take it personally, I’m just playing bro
When I’m fuckin’ your
Whoo, yeah, Swizz
It's showtime? yeah
Y'all know who it is
I'ma get it poppin? like I'm used to
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust
really how they feel
Then they know I've been about it
But they don't know who is next
Ain't no other way around it
Got me feeling to blessed
Better watch
to speak the speak cause you scared
Punk motherfucker, we know what time it is
All you been seeing is upsets in the boxing shit, right
It's like come on man
street hidden
House got all sports cars like
His garage is gym two sapphires on him neck
Next his precious gems
No AMG, it's M, boy, I will eat him Benz
This is dedicated to all them fuck
Ass lists you left me out
All them conversations 'bout New York
I wasn't mentioned, like I moved or something
to 'em
If it's true the medium is the message like Marshall McLuhan
Said, and I assume it is, then I'd be some kind of angel
Elevated, illuminated from
I got the wave like a sea
Look up da goat it's me that u see
Real Nigga just keeping it G
My flow is O
Followed by C
Can't stop me
Can't stop me
Can't
wasting your time
Like Aaron with the Rod, Trying to give you a sign
It may not seem like it’s working, but I work in His time
I got to do my purpose
Teach
I've been gone for a min now
Like a second how you wonder
Smoking on shit that's loud as thunder
Spark that tree like it's lightning
This flow too
Ah, what a lovely morning on my sweet farm
Good morning Jerry
Good morning
It's a great day today
It sure is, the sun's bright
We got parsnips and peas
like Alice
But I've gotta find my way back home
Because I'm done with wonderland
This album ain't about being the meanest MC
This album is about being
or some R&B shit and fire ten
With Mya in it, gettin head from the way the tires spin
My whole circle is hot, like when the dryer spin
You just a cub nigga,
No matter of the color of my casket ima die rich
Balling like its overtime
Never been a yes man all i no is grind
You gone have to feel me twice even
Shady, Dreamville, Strange, been crazy this long but I'm still sane
How is it that I don't play violin but I'm still being tugged on by real strings
Pull
With your presupposition while these people look
Sick opinions is flying everywhere again preconception
That wasn't me that was you Liquid did it you got
got some tricks up my sleeve
And you know that I got a few more in my pocket
Launch from the pad and take off like a rocket
Yes this is serious, take it
it, then the fans would come
But 'Field Of Dreams' was proven wrong after my first album
Since a yout I've seen the vision of me on the stage
But
jam, man's been on (on fire)
The only time your CD's on (fire)
Is when I dash it in the bon (fire)
Kim Jong-un, man I nuke 'em (fire)
Dragon with Ken
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