Lyrics:
I'm saying even sheep are getting checked here
Cuz I won't be made a fool again,
By a pretty face eyes and a stupid grin
Looks like I'm finally leaving
in it
My brain remains spinning
By myself in San Antonio thinking about the ending, but I never did it
Like Linkin Park said, in the end it doesn't
(nah, nah, nah, nah)
Prolly because
I stay myself
I never lie
I'm never splittin' no piece of the pie
I'm never threatened by all of you guys
I just stay
screaming in hell
No such thing as a bail
Nor a saved by the bell
When the heat is for real
Better throw in the towel
Before you empty your bowels
And be
I'm Ready)
Somehow I managed to creep from under the rock
Linkin' up with Cam and linkin' up with the ROC now
(I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm Ready, I'm
Corinthians
[parody of In the End, by Linkin Park]
It starts with love
Young thing -- I don't know why
You didn't read the letter our Lord supplied
Everybody, everybody
Everybody
Everybody sit your bitch ass down and
Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans,
of a Down,
Fell asleep in Linkin's Park and woke up in Marcy's Playground.
Sniffing White Stripes with a Seven Nation Army,
Waiting for Marilyn Manson to egg
my glock spark
Left his ass stuck nigga car park
Niggas ain't on shit that boy a pop tart
Myself told myself you better kill these niggas
Myself told
and plain
We splitted Dutch’s, guts littered all of 40th Park
We was burning down Rome ‘til the morning got dark
Blessed by God, tatted bible verses
to the car
I got goons that'll make it spark, and I don't gotta throw a blow
Niggaz ready to stage dive like they Linkin Park
The hood love a nigga cause I
Or be friends with him
No need to beef with niggas
Cuh my life has taught me lessons
I been prayin to God,I been very repentant
Told myself to get Myself
the room, by myself, my shit flushing
How you expect me let you stay at the mansion when you ain't even offer nothing?
Told that ho to come with her ass,
Been a whole year, Dubskii in a spliff
(Oh, yeah)
Asked 'em, how many Vatos got hit?
Deli, Breezo, Bito, Sitch
Why you claim I got beat by a blick?
3W
Są takie rzeczy na które nie masz wpływu
Chciałbyś jak Linkin Park mieć szybki szmal szybki start
Zysk i szpan z singli brać tyle co Chingy hajsu
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
cuz
You need to come home, cuz
Man, you know a nigga gon' wait, man
Nigga standin' in that bitch by myself, man
You know what I'm sayin'
Feel what I'm
see they dog die
How you lookin so fine
I don't wanna cross lines but I lost mine
Find me by the East Park rollin up loud
Plus I got about a quarter
at The Marriott (wow)
Put it in a yitch name, tuck spot in Brisbane (Brisbane)
Fled out to Mexico (damn), linkin' up with Jorge (uh)
'Bout to make another play,
a surprise to find myself the timeless ghost
What a surprise
What a surprise
Listen to Yussef Dayes in the park
Days spent dazed in haze at the park
Listen
ass nigga)
She said Lil Ace, "Why you gotta be mean?"
Cause the people that crossed me, hurt me to the heart
Used to be trappin', sold drugs at the park
a disorder and Linkin Park's my scripture
December coming, no need to be running
The future's just ahead of us
Life changes all of a sudden
This is December
thinkin
Check what you eatin and drinkin
Ya breath is stinkin
With the stench of a snitch with information
Leakin
Linkin up with the enemies of Kris speakin
dreamin
Peace, I'm out, golden globe rapper low-keyin
[La The Darkman, (12 O'Clock)]
Yo, Cuban linkin, lampin at the park here drinkin
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