Lyrics:
We slay
Put the Mix-Master on the fader
And the rhythm of the cuts are always up to data
Boy, it means nothin' if we're rockin' the place
Without
the world is at peace
Two wrongs don't make a right so let these wars cease
I dream of helping others and sharing resources
And resent it bein taken by
a fuck yeah
Watching laughing out
Cause you bitches got me fucked up
Best not press my luck hoe
Bitch I'm going loco
Catch me down by Flo-rida
Cause shawty
They're like, ''I wonder who this is by''
Don't know why they hate, when I'm great
Am I the best? It's up for debate
I think they underestimate, think all
resent
Girl you're all that i regret
Got me running out of breath
Shot me down and now i'm dead
And i could never heal i won't forget
I don't wanna take
the righteous perceive and invite my presence
And sense you don't believe I suggest you read up
If Eminem's the rap God than I'm raps Jesus
[Hook]
Just wait
Till I
Apply
And touch
The sky
I won't
Give up
I try
I try
[Verse]
From your womb to your bloom to the tunes
In the walls in your
They say that
he was done
Those words were just a warning
You cant sleep
With out an
Eye open
Or we’re dead by morning
They say that
he was done
Looking for the smartest outlets
When I grow up I’ll be a hustler like the doggystyle skit
Slick Rick taught us all about drip
Flamboyant loud shit, with
The name is Eazy Bob Wizzy
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
You welcome to the album fam
A yo l go by
don't need one
NB: The TV Version continuesthe
Album version continues below
Praline: Then I would like a statement to
That effect signed by the Lord
on Renegade, ready to pop n elevate
Like a bottle of Lemonade thrust up in the air today by a Heavyweight
Every person, every race, every city, every state
Every
know a few
'There are 8 million stories' and they're all made up by you
That's a lie
Yo what else think when Rush, man
Gives you the biggest medallion
the reason and you're set up to suffer
The offense is coincidence is never the cause
in your eye
A disposition you resent
Days passed you by
With affirmations that you're fine
Was this what you wanted
What did you expect
What'd you
one deep
MF DOOM on my headphones
Album done so it’s tour mode
Spaceship in sports mode
Alien on my front seat
Earl Sweatshirt on my stereo
Space suits
Yo what's up guys welcome to the Nasy podcast
It is your host, King Squishy
And welcome to this lovely album we call "The Youngins"
So today I got
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
If you're dealing war, backwards stay far
We're dealing with truths and rights
Come some more into my sight
Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik
to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat/now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat/and me,
The Coddled Kids are living on their fragile lies
Caught up with their kitsch suburban suicides
Pleasured by the pressure to just succumb
I never met him
But every time
I mentioned it
That smile on your face
Said you were happy
You're together
But I tragically resent it
Well in actual
Parody of â??The Real Slim Shady" originally performed by Eminem
May I have your repentance please?
May I have your repentance please?
Will you tell
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
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