Lyrics:
dancing
I think we might go prancing
My rocks be shinny blue like they where mad by Bryan Cranston
Okay
Swizz:
Ice so cool i might me some mittens
He
eat it on my psycho
You could beat it like you Micheal
I want my cut like lypo
Feel cheated on like ?
By Tiger and them white hoes
I'm sickning, lick me
Pregnant by the next man damn loyalty's a motherfucker
Huh loyalty's a mother fucker
They'll never be another man I call my brother
Cut that heart off where
bullets from a gun just
A knife through your tongue
Redrum I'm the one
Chew skulls like they're gum
Mortician on a mission I'm
The black magic wand
With
spriralin', here I go
I'm out of control like no other mic go
Stab you to 'til the knife goes dull
I'm nothin' but a hole inside your skull where your eye
trust half these snakes so I'm charming em like cobra
Put the Kalichnikov to ya like a soviet soldier
Aiming at your Adam's apple
That's a fiona
Smoke you
Aye aye
(Glory to God)
It's Big Steve on the track
Ate this beat like a snack
He sent me blessings in packs
Got no love for sin
I'm not falling back,
there is no balance to the day
Cuts like a knife into my life all the things I do and say
Well is it not
True I feel blue now that I am without you
True
take me by the hand
Won't you just let me go
Cause our love is like a knife
It cuts and it hurts
And I'm wounded by the knife
It cuts and burns
You
I cut the ropes (breath)
Fresh cut as a pigeon blooded smoke
Load bazooka
Stoke the cobra coats over a broken hookah
Got rabble pants with psycho
your life even worth it? are you done self-reflecting
Just grab the knife those wrists don't ever cut by themselves
Stop tryna reach for the help, pull
black and white we call it a coulee in Lafayette Lafayette
Felt like I lost my mind one day and slept on the coulee yea
And the water was running right by
His Truth, His Lies
Are all just a disguise
For the fact that he has nothing left in this world
This World, This Life
Cuts us all just like a knife
question it
But it bothers me, our scars are currency by which we're measured
Like let the record show who let it slip and who held it together
Cutters
Hopin' that I wouldn't hatch
Walkin' on eggshells and thin ice
Like frost over the crops that
Have to harvest life
Recall it cuts dull like a butter knife
it's blushing
With ah knife on the end
I'm stabbing Niccas like chucky
2 scraps Steve Irker
Choppa Sanging like usher
Like you go need ah make over
Told
That i had by showing
The world i didn’t care about
Being like other people
I could never go back – 50 Cent
The 50th Law is based on the following
feels like
Setting fires just to watch them burn
Like dancing in my socks on wooden floors
You make me feel invincible
So I keep on coming back for more
frenchies like The Renaissaince
She know what I like, I don't mind if I do
You could throw a knife cut the vibe in the room
Way she wa... tchin'... o...
life in the shadows
Let the knife leave its mark
When the certainty of safety feels like stabbing
Stabbing in the dark
You'll learn a heartless
ever see
Him misuse the blade
It almost cut his thumb off
When he took it for a tool
The knife was made for darker things
And you could not bend
through a wall
Cut your neck take it all
Live by the knife die and then fall
Revenge is a hard prick so prick suck my dick
Looking up at me like I wish I
wait a minute, I mean skull, my knife seems dull
Pull another one out, uh
Soon as my flow starts
I compose art like the ghost of Mozart
Even though
the back with a butter knife
Type to try your girl and probably cut her right, cause these hoes, they be easy as hell
If she fuckin' then I'm like oh well,
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