Lyrics:
Right where his 'foot' was supposed to be.
Now, billy the mountain, he couldn't believe it!
All those postcards he'd posed for, for over these years
ranges of mountains
Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue
Moonstruck, skeeter bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch
(beet) is a meal
I been had JUICE, but I didn't need no STEEL
I can rock by myself I don't need no deal
Can I kick it (Yes you can)
Can I kick it (Yes
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
i'm gonna rock him anyway
Poison his tea, drown him in tears
Hold a knife to his heart
Through your golden years
Push him away, pull him to you
You did
Yeah
You already know
Year of the Otaku 2020
It's a takeover
Anime in the Chi (Chi!)
I'm watching this till I die (‘till I die!)
I'll pull up in
(had to)
He got twenty years to do before he gettin' out
Bein' white ain't work for him like it did Kyle Rittenhouse (haha)
That lil' white boy cried
Waves crash down, clouds fly by
The hands still warm but I've turned cold now
Face dragged down, crowds pass by
The years go on, life finds new
Damn, it can't get no worse than this 'cause I done hit rock bottom
I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack and a big ass bottle to solve all my
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you
A 20 minute song
It's not actually 20 minutes
Duey! put on something creative
Duey, you're so fucking dirty, hehehe
Oh boy
Is there any way I
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
can even the bet, made it a dirty game
Thought what we had was like a rock, until the top
I never thought that would we drop just like Despot album
pops
Birth certificates still got a blank spot
Merrick Blvd and 219th street,
Mummy bawn ah Jamaica, but grow ah Far Rock
She was 18 years old when she
talk
I’m on that green, that's a chip shot
Rocks the only thing that's dancing on my TikTok
Boy that’s poison for ya
On that rise, that’s buoyant for ya
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
edition
This year i came to kill it
Wanna spin up like mileage
Bon like that voyage
Mercy me
Mamas a god sent
Wet like it's made to freeze
Too easy
I
slain last summer by a cocaine runner
A new year is dawning, new crews is forming
Rival gangs warring blood steadily pouring
The streets are deep Son
ranges of mountains
Crossed three deserts, I got the fever, sun stroke, Malaria, blue
Moonstruck, skeeter bit, poison ivy and the seven year itch
Isn't even twenty years old
Fifty years down the line, you can start this
Cuz we'll be the Old School artists
And even in that time, I'll say a rhyme
School 'cause Rap on a whole
Isn't even twenty years old
Fifty years down the line, you can start this
'cause we'll be the Old School artists
And even
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