Lyrics:
blaa-dow
How you like me now? (What what, what?)
You got stuck and fucked, Doggystyle
100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin' the corner
All up in Crooklyn, bad
blaa-dow
How you like me now? (What what, what?)
You got stuck and fucked, Doggystyle
100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin' the corner
All up in Crooklyn, bad
You know that time in your life
That single moment that defines exactly who you are
Well that only stings for a second
Go!
I ain't no Frank Sinatra
to my brother
Why his life's wrong
Concrete God's school - Allahu Akbar!
The crooked D's in front of the
Crib inside a parked car
Gumar-Oz-Dubar inside
THRIVE-NEWSBOYS
Giving It Over
I was a teen flat-liner on the joy screen
Dead in the water of life
what they know me by
Logic what they call me
Gotta catch a flight but the
Fans wanna stall me
Life of a don, chain just glowin'
Always in the lab with
wanna be frank with you
i know you work hard every day
and when i say that life spanks you
you know i'm in your corner all the way
i've seen your kids
Or taking Henny instead
Taking liquor to her belly in bed
Until her belly is red
Now she's findin' out the baby is dead
She don't wanna live this life no more
the world might say
A fool for Christ - I'll walk beside him day by day
V2
A fool for Christ - though people laugh at my belief
A fool for Christ - in his
shit, we made us
The Rap Pack, I'm Sinatra, Dame's Sam Davis
Big's the smart one on the low like Dean Martin
We came in this game, not begging niggas
every day
Oo, I'm reachin' the highest of highs
Every time I look in your eyes
Ask how I feel I can say it out loud
I feel like a million inside
I
the love
These are my, studio Ghibli flows
Mortecai Rigby though
It's surely no regular show
In the day of the life of the metronome
& It's best you know
I
bitches wanna fuck with us, smell the fish later
Take it to go takeout save that shit for later
Now that’s All Sinatra Everything
We take pride in our work
like the day's sun
A1, been the greatest since we begun
Never die, remain high, the mantra
Young Sinatra, raised by the mobsters
All I know is we living
Pull up on your block we ain't afraid to spray
All my n****s day ones yh all the way
And we blessed by Jehovah cos we pray
Who's that sellout boy chale
what frank say
All this pain that's in my life
Don't think of how much I may take
Relationships are on and off
But I'm not the one to take breaks bae
I
another day
To be frank
Like Sinatra yeah ill do it my way
If I see you once again
There ain't a thing I wanna say
I'll just be right on my way
Just move
three for three, four by thе time you hearing this, uh
And I'm blessed to hit record and pour my heart in these songs
Till the right one hear it then
Jet life jet life
Roll one up for the haters
I'm just counting my paper
Tony said Frank wouldn't last
Now Frank warmin' upstairs packin' bags
do numbers like we Beatles
I go bonkers swervin' the Beamer
They wanna bite my drip, mosquito
Rockin' vintage by Moschino
Walk in Chanel and spent
just ain’t cool
Man, one day you finna be fighting with your mans
While im just chillin in my pool
I hope thats what we do, yeah
I hope thats what we do
just ain’t cool
Man, one day you finna be
Fighting with your mans
While im just chillin in my pool
I hope thats what we do, yeah
I hope thats what we do
Every single fuckin' day of the week
They killed my daddy in nine-two
I had to stay in the streets
Warrin' with niggas from down the block
I had
age by the hour realize we have the power
As I age by the hour realizing depth in life don't mean you avoided being a coward
As I age by day I don't
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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