Lyrics:
of people inspired by rappers
Who do give a shit about the game we livin' in
Shit is ridiculous I have to say this
It should be common sense, I hope these
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
song not mines
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Please hold your applause
For I just applied logic keys
Keys open doors
Now I'm balcony, opera,
da door like right
Left back fourth
Yeah, I got money nigga
That's of cousrse
Hit the stage
With a b-boi stance
The club owner like
Who the fuck is
The other day I raced someone to open a door
I was on one side, they were on the other
We could see each other through the glass
And even though I
shh, then cue in the music
Like we’re livin’ in a scary movie
Once upon a midnight dreary
Sitting by the fire in our study feeling scary
Writin’ our
I took the risk so they can't say I never tried
Put in work stood by my word they can't say I ever lied
Fire burning all inside you can see it in my
This next song I'm about to do for y'all
Is a song that it means a lot to me
I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been
EarDrummers mike WiLL Made-It
Half a year later
Still ain't heard an album greater (yo)
The natives want me out of the office
Back on the pavement
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
wouldn't grab the gun
And at that time I wasn't thinkin about no one
Damn near crazy I went and grabbed the baby
Held him by the door and said i'ma throw his
Wasn't really into rap but the shit sound tight
He used to tell me all the time
Don't wet none sis
By this time next year we gon' be dumb rich
That's when
And along those lines run life and death
You know, so a few years went by, a couple
Albums, success, out of the
Blue sky Dre departs, he leaves us
Death
Played to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right half
The sucker descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreck
I'm speakin this to the devil that
'Babe, that's what I thought'
I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up
been a target by many men
But on god being broke is the worst shit
We ever been
Industry costing me sanity
And many friends
That left the door open
interrogating betta learn some lessons
Question? Yes sir what's your question
How you measuring my outcome based on albums I ain't selling
Mentions? What is my
Who dat running through your view?
Who dat mobbing with his crew?
Who dat talk it like he walk like he got something to prove
Want an album? Give 'em
I just hit a lick, and dipped, out the door with the cash
No getaway driver, no gun and no mask (Heh)
Sly deSilva, the corporate crime killer
Went up
(Drop the fucking album!)
(Bro, you've been talking about this album for months, when are you going to drop it?)
(Seriously, si-six, seven months
waiting for another door, the one where I find home
And I'm alright, I promise
I'm being real honest
Just listen to this album with me
And I'm alright, I
Come on
We gon' see it through
More than just an album, this is DS2
Gotta be ready to go as soon as He said move
Rebuking any evil and them demons
aiming for the ceiling floor
Album number 4 I’m just running up the score I can feel it in my core steady creeping in the door
Niggas hate the way I
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