Lyrics:
(Where are you?)
Oh-oh
Oh
The Divine Feminine, an album by Mac Miller
Oh-oh (The Divine Feminine)
(The Divine Feminine) Oh
Am I supposed to?
grill niggas, spit a barbecue
Committing drive-bys out a grey Coupe
When I start drowning rappers, dawg
It ain't cute
Till every person in they group
Turn
to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, rewrite it
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause
feat. Animal, Trav
I'm a hustler, not by choice (1x)
[AZ]
I didn't fall from heaven, I rose from hell
Bigboy, get bagged, he gon' hold my
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
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
bang
Now think twice fore you speak
Here to take the crown and
I mean by any means (my shit go)
Bang, bang, bang, bang
It go hard in the street
Name
the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, are they right, yes, by who's to say?
For
fuck it I love it here I call it my birthplace
Whenever I walk in they makin' the worst face
Surrounded by Fillipinos I think of the worst case
Watch
is like water)
Amiri mein Drip, Amiri die Jeans, Amiri mein Style für heute
Air Force sitzt, aber ich schicke ein' los, holt zwei Paar neue
Halt'
Yea we're far from being free
We're far from free
Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be
Yea we're far from being free
We're far from free
Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be
We're far from free
Wanna welcome everybody to Jesus Piece
After my album fades, my competition will lyrically be deceased
Niggas saying I'm underrated
Lakers up by 10 and I need
Some more ice in my shit literally
And I know a lot of dimes, they a handful
That's why players on the
Sidelines can't
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
that's the album
Tryna turn the mansion to a castle
Diamond shine came from Africa
Shine, shine (Africa)
(Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors)
Ooh,
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
el piso
No me llamen, yo los llamo
Written by: Samuel Jose Garcia Cordero
Mkeyz
Album
A to Contigo
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CD Baby (on behalf of Rap Star 7,LLC); CD Baby Sync Publishing
the Okay-players and the Spitkickers
Rawkus got a deal with MCA, thats the grey area
But let us come from music cemetery of America
They try to fool you by
You probably wonder what this all about
I told you i was coming with a album out
I told u i was not holding back anymore im devoting my medulla
Till
Check it out
Ladies and gentleman
I present my self
I go by the name of Sol you know
I'm here to introduce the album
The first album of the D.O.A.
you'd stay
I'll just put on my favorite beach boys album
And cry my blues away
She was the reason I was singing
But then she took with her my song
So now
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