Lyrics:
non stopping in the studio hip hopping
And like a drive by got everybody ducking
West coast in the house so it's on and cracking
the morning and it feels right.
We don't never like to know
Cause when the night come crawling
It makes the
darkness won't leave me
My head on the pillow.
Pray
Somethin' I've been searchin' for since the day of my birth
With my heart in hand I gave him full command
And he left me stranded in a desolate land
'Cause
fucking slackers in this house
Excuse me
I saw you fucking slacking
Let's get back to fucking working
See
My mind gets off track sometimes
But then I
Step off
Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
Step off
Well, I'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow
So what ya M.C's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan
You won't even get bread
the baddies in the house, superfly
That Draco sittin' in the couch, I'm on fire
But I don't fuckin' miss it though, I'm gon' slide
I thank Allah I'ma get my
echos
Inside my house
I feel them crawling underneath
Silent screams in the depth of mind
Cutting deep, they eat me alive
Brick by brick they break me
about my name
Hop a train, let me inside your brain
By morning you'll be gone and I won't feel a thing
I'm crawling in my skin, I know I shouldn't have
get slaughter
I'm laughing at you, when I lit my J I'm all off
Put 'em in the ground, put 'em, put 'em in the ground
Put 'em in the ground, put
Kieth Cowboy and you're my cow,
So what you MC's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan.
You won't even get bread and butter, my man.
I can be nothing more now
In the officer's remand
My mind stays blank as it waits
For the next line of commands
Will subdued by protocol
All new
off
Never knew what it was
He stay having my back in search of a cause
Body on the track
That's a fact
When we go under
Had Intruders in our house so
off
Never knew what it was
He stay having my back in search of a cause
Body on the track
That's a fact
When we go under
Had Intruders in our house so
cow,
So what you MC's gonna do now?
It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan.
You won't even get bread and butter, my man.
Gonna put you
deeper and deeper into my skull
Crawling deeper and deeper into my skull
Crawling deeper and deeper into my skull
Go
Zombies, unfettered by reason
What
sectumsempri
Hard lessons learned through hard work
Mute men priasing more than fathers
Hear my cursed words 'bout these harbors
Sentence gay lambs into
the name of the card game
Who thought the water planet could be slaughter planet
Forged by magic martial law and order planet
Made man got a plan view
Before she is misbehaves and she Choke me
Black raves out of blue feed me into a slaughter machine
Bit by bit her sweet speeches like honey
Enough to draw
money done unfold
Let me come down with a wood Momo
That's the wood wheel, Ima pop a pill
House on the hill, got my mind on a mill
On a mission tryin
money done unfold
Let me come down with a wood Momo
That's the wood wheel, Ima pop a pill
House on the hill, got my mind on a mill
On a mission tryin
I'm crawling out my grave
The zombies hear a new flow
They coming out to rave
Here to stake a claim
I'm Vlad the Impaler
You breathing in pain
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
the slaughter so wretched he lay
Stripped of his lordship, of honour deprived
Thecorpse of our king, for her love she cried
Farewell my king, my love, my Lord
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