Lyrics:
S-s-s-suckers try to faze him but D won't be fazed
So what's your name? D.M.C.! The King is me!
Your High-ness, or His Majesty!
Now you can debate,
make you laugh
I moved to fast I already had you snatched
Got nigga hating got him looking for revenge, Don't want a lot he just wanna see me crash
Just
keep a stick in the back of the van
Hop out of that truck I can see why he ran
I'll get him stomped out in black cleats
When I make him do the dash turn
I know my future has come,
Do you see what I have become?
You said I would thrive on my own,
you were right, without you I have grown.
The years
me when she needs money
And she won't let me see the baby
When God is ready, he will send you a wifey
One you can trust and that will treat you like
work
If I ain’t got my bally I’m doing it bait
Like no way can i see my opp
And then let him go
Best know that I’m scoring goals
I was the one who
proper you probably see
I had a way
A chance to pave the way or dig a grave
You can't relate
As I eliminate the fear of failure
I put in the effort
I acted
God's creatures
Step Ten
And in turn you're divestments having been completed
Step Eleven
Ah get turned on by you,and in turn being turned on by you
Beer cans and cigarette butts cover the floor day
Half gone, he sleeps scared pregnant teen in the doorway
Watching him sleep clutchin' her belly,
walk by.
Fine as a fine glass of wine.
Let the time pass.
Can't find rhyme to define that.
You live in my mind. Who designed that?
I'm intertwined,
ones Johnny
U wouldn’t wanna try man
Ken’s on point
U know Oliver’s a side man
Always acting dumb
I don’t fuck wit him, I fuck wit Jack n Tom
I see
of him
Gather for tha party then we get it started
Dearly departed, Dead or alive
How you regard it don't be outsmarted
See tha way that ya move, be way
a fuck boy make me feel cheap enough
I don't want him
If I did I can
But I ain't just anyone and these bitches for everyone
Boy you really couldn't see my
ROW!"
Chorus: This is ill yall· Yo, it's for real yall·
Can't you see that I'm doom· And I'm about to be consumed·
So young· But sin has got me so
of citrus
I really only lift my wallet, I don't care about business
I tell my shooter I can't pay him if he miss by inches
They know six a hot head, I want
Ayy, yeah, yeah
Can't cancel God, let’s get it let's go
If you could see Him right now
What would you say to God?
Always got an excuse to sin
your automatic
(Boo-yaa!) Spitting out buckshots
Homey say bloodclat, so you can call a pig
'Cause no one could handle, I wind up, and loco
Insane in
your automatic
(Boo-yaa!) Spitting out buckshots
Homey say bloodclat, so you can call a pig
'Cause no one could handle, I wind up, and loco
Insane in
better
Then maybe I'll live a lot better
Then maybe I'll live a lot better
Baby come fuck with me I'll get you wetter
You don't need him bitch I'm better
No we don't beef
On house arrest with a assault rifle
I can't even leave say my name
Ima make that GANG pull up where you sleep
I'm surrounded by
the campground
Now a naked man requires special tactics
You can't take him down, or just reach out and grab him
You might end up with a hand full of stuff
cnd
fair
But even the odd man out can even the odds
You can't change your life if you don't see you charge
You see the thing about life is it's pick
him
You took great dad it's sad that no one can be him
I'm fighting demons
I felt so cold when I found out ill never see him
My inner demons
Had my
return by the tides,
We'll be here to see your life through. (to see your life)
It's not giving up, it's seeing what else there's to see.
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