Lyrics:
stern
EPAs the hood
Ya probably get robbed
You act to good
Once lived a little boy
Who was missed
By another little boy
With dreads in his head
Me an you
when I was 14
Kickin back in the trees
Westside if you please
And 436 west spruce was the spot
With me Wayne Mike Shot Nookie Slug,
court (hmm)
And I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be nothin' like Mike
'Cause even Mike was like it's a itsy bitsy, what? Triflin'
And when you in
serve, oh, verse by verse
My verb like perc', I slow it down, my verse like syrup
I like the sound, gun rounds on mother Earth
With a little pump you
and my team pull up to the scene in our mike and mary jeans
We're plotting our schemes
Bruh we all got cars and we're all superstars
And we still don't
"I'm not going econ-, um, economy")
Yeah, right, why?
(Stormzy is my son)
Brap
I've been the G.O.A.T. for so long I guess it's not excitin' when I
fumando blunts dentro de um porsche kayene
Vadia amasso type dro sua mina na brisa do candy
daan ta no hellcat executando um drive by
vadias fumando zaza
There we go, there we go, I like that, ya nah mean?
Shoutout, um, shoutout my man Mike
Mike Martinez, I know he's somewhere
Waiting on this shoutout, so
(D4)
And this here's dedicated, first off
To my city (a dedication)
The lost city of New Orleans
But um, I wanna speak to my city
And I wanna let
the door nigga,
Bone Thugs got a story that's similar to Mike Jones
You can ask my homies
I'm memba back in the days they didn't want me
Now I blew up
you niggas
Mike love I'm gettin' it nigga
Bitch ass nigga
This shit produce by meech hoe
We have a weird homicide
In a scene described by one investigator as reminiscent of a weird religious rite
Hello
They call me Schadenfroyd
Im
Ich frage keine Blume
Ich frage keinen Stern
Sie können mir alle nicht sagen
Was ich erführ’ so gern
Ich bin ja auch kein Gärtner
Die Sterne stehn
entzwei wie ein Samurai
Frankfurt am Main (ja) , wer sind die andern?
Wenn nicht mit Rap, mit der Axt in die Bank
Mann
Schwarzgeld-Kapital, es geht um
tanz' mit den Wölfen um das Lagerfeuer
Safran aus Iran und deutsche Straßenkräuter
Ein volles Magazin, gesunde Paranoia
Billy the Kid, mein Leben ist
zerschlug ich manchen Konzern
Doch das ist nicht mehr meine Welt, das ist nicht mehr mein Stern
Ich sag dir
Love Dimension
Ist um was es geht
Love
zerschlug ich manchen Konzern
Doch das ist nicht mehr meine Welt, das ist nicht mehr mein Stern
Ich sag dir
Love Dimension
Ist um was es geht
Love
Beats aus produzieren, um die Billboards zu sprengen
Und ich hoff, dass es irgendwann jeder schnallt, wie Gürtel
Dieser Vierteltakt schlägt im Takt des
acres, and Jamaica
Make a lot of noise and
Take a lot of sedatives
Ain't nothing greater
Haters play the back of the theater
Players, take a bow, flavor by
kennst, die ähnlich oder besser sind
Entweder wir sind Freunde oder wir geben dir wie's letzte Hemd
257ers weiter stabil mit Scheißhits, um deinen Geist
in die Glut
Denn ich will kein böses Blut (Böses Blut)
Kipp die Goose in deine Soda, Baby ruf ein Uber
Ja ich will dich by my Side, denn du bist meine
niggas run and tell a friend, um
Bad motherfuckers is bad again
Mad Circle's in the house for the ninety fo' and
If I tell I got a forty four and
I
My favorite TV shows, man
There's SportsCenter, ESPN News, Pardon the Interruption
Um, Around the Horn
Uh, Quite Frankly, um, Outside the Lines
a story already written
Am I part of a vision made by somebody else?
Pointing fingers at villains but I'm the villain myself
Or am I out of conviction
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