Lyrics:
And now coming down the aisle (uh)
Accompanied by no-motherfuckin'-body, it's young Bronny (it's me)
Yeah, steppin' to the plate like Barry with
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
Yeah, said I might not be so bad, gotta leave it all I know the past is the past
Been through all the tests and I've been hoping to pass
Till we hit
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Intro: Puff Daddy
I'ma make you dance
And we won't stop, cause we can't stop (repeat 3X)
Don't stop
KRS-One
Puff Daddy
Bad Boy remix
Hit me baby
test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us all
T-Pain
Bitches hit my phone but see
I'm probably on the plane and my eyes low
Like I'm Liu Kang
Niggas want that flame so I
Supply it and it's perfect
Hear
my test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us
test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us all
my test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us
fading
The culture is fading, it's not carried on by the people who made it
We were Barry Bonds on the 'roids can't break it, now we burry rhymes praise
the set said
Barry Bonds, tryna get these record hits, but I still ain't makin' scratch
And the record skipped, give my mother a kiss, and carry on
Like
the bar, spittin' bars at the bar
Go to the bathroom, take a shit, then I hop in a Uber car
Too bizarre, you know who you are
You should get hit by
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
Smokin' Backwoods and moving bags
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that's a Xany
Causing me to sleep and I ain't plan it (yee
to myself
Ready? I'm no beginner
We'll never run out of health
Level up by the second 'cause
So much damage is dealt no doubt
I'll be the greatest trainer
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
Yonny
Yeen da only from da slums
Ask the streets I get it done
Young n**** hit you up like Barry Bonds
If you steal a home plate then yo tables gone turn
Yeen da only one from da slums
csk the streets I get it done
Young n**** hit you up like Barry bonds
If you steal a home plate then yo tables gone turn
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
drop the top if you want to (‘member the name)
Let that cool breeze hit you (‘member the name)
Ha ha you can’t see me
Yo it’s hard to see me coz I move
scene seeing red streaks Barry Allen
Said she wanna see me late night Jimmy Fallon
I am never fried, I would never lie
Spraying red on white walls like we
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
[Hook]
You hear a lot of music, but it's boring
You hear a lot of flows, but don't enjoy 'em
You hear a lot of albums, and you snoring
But
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