Lyrics:
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
'Zy rollin' with my cateye, deadeye
Ain't afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out fathom
My album hit the shelves
We hustle for record sales
Hit my
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
By Harry Nilsson A.S.C.A.P and Richard Starkey M.B.E.
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO SMELL THE ROSES,
STOP AND TAKE THE TIME TO FILL YOUR NOSES,
STOP
Horí ti dom byt auto jak joint
Tancuj až kým nemáš krvavé nohy
Máme full house ty máš iba nízky pár
Máme soldout každý by chcel lístky k nám
Každý by
Uh, hold up smoke something bitch, uh, uh
Everybody want to know why the album was late
I was waiting for whitey to
Get fucking paper straight
I'm
P***ta ni (Hoodah)
JUMOKE
Verse 2
Ore ti o si’ni
Oro ni o so
Oju imale mi o kuro ninu oti
Ojo lo ro yi aya ti b’elomi lo o
To ba sa wo inu iho
niggers with me on a,
So I recommend your fagot ass to walk by, we movin' money
Touch the sky the, the more about the might dollar
Let's keep it real, ya
attention
I was distant
I focused on the posters on my wall
Caught a vision
Now my words fall in rhythm
HIP HOP made a difference
Making albums ain't
of the month)
Focused on them commas (Focused on them commas)
Stayed with a gig
Entrepreneur
Yeah I run my own biz
Ask Siri about me P-E dollar sign -O (Blaq
In today's music news: the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are running wild
my album off by giving you guys a lesson
Don't ever let love torture you cuz being single a blessing
And my shawty if you hearing this ill send you
on God
Give me time, I'm trying to find
Peace of mind, it's hard to find
Get the bag, it's all mine
I'm a monster, by design
I don't kick it with
shoes…
Dead body bloody socks!
They could kill you for your watch…
Don’t believe me? Just watch!
Trinidad James got robbed by Bruno Mars
Shit is this Earth
story never told
The album never sold
The only testament
A guide inside Vig Soul
Too young and too early
To sound so damn late and old
Too hot to have
Liminal - between or belonging to two different places, states
The period of time when the songs on this album were written and recorded was
off
You're in trouble 'cause I'm back
Best in the game and that's just a fact
How the fuck you gon' make it through the whole album
If I'm this
(A ty)
Prosimtě drž už hubu (shut up) ticho (boy)
Za ty lži, co říkáš, ti naroste nos jako Pinokio
Brrrr, sem ledovej, na krku, na ruce, na uších
the new owner of these fuckin streets
Go by da name of Plies have you heard of me?
[Verse 1:]
Kept it muthafuckin gutta from day one
Right now homie
members be locking P's to it
Million used to feel like a dream, now I can breeze through it
I remember back when I used to wanna be G-Unit (G-Unit)
že dôjde ti dych
Nejsi ty, a neni teraz ani tu, iba ťa spomenú a po chvíli aj tí zabudnú
R.I.P môj kamoš menom Tomi
R.I.P môj kamoš menom Vago
R.I.P
z polskiego to pamiętam ziomuś zawsze byłem noga
My powietrze gdzie natura z duszy jak matczyne mleko
I tak byku od początku jakby mało było tego
P
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I
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