Lyrics:
the ones to play
Nothing left to say
Cos You already know
It's the Big Killer, Michael Corleone
Fire blazing when we step up in the place
People steady
fuckin legendary
Punch you in a face you need a tooth fairy
Bitch thought she was smart, why don't she hit up a library
Made this right for you, It was
unknown fair;
It seemed so sort of opportune, an answer to his prayer.
She flitted sweetly through his dreams, she haunted him by day,
She smiled through
Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Carl
black and white like the poka dots
She don't use no make up no filters or no photoshop
Natural beauty with a stupid booty
Look like she belong in movies
I
a jet season left bleeding n**** on dead streets
You seen me in my blue jeans with blue strings I laced them on my cool kicks
I blew cash from hard work
feel cause I'm legendary boy and that's a fact
Got a hundred guns and a hundred clips I'm ready for your diss track
Rappers and athletes alike oh we just
I know someone who
Always goes to the market by herself
She always picks the
Prettiest flowers off the shelf
One day I asked her why
and she told me,
Amazing Grace
She super anxious waiting for a taste
Papi in the trap like Rob Base
I served my man' uncle raw base
He still feel some typa way to this day
I
to drink)
Her skin pretty black, Ms. Pretty Pussy pink (Pretty pussy pink)
I've been on my way for like a couple of days (Couple of them)
I'm stuck in my
Don’t know how to act
Now run that back
Day by day
Got a whole lot to say
Please back away cause you’re in my way
They can keep on coming but they burnt
I'm sipping pink, Lucozade
We're blazing on that new found haze
I'm seeing in the blacks and grays, I'm
Hoping that the basket sways
Left
about the bitchong throw a penny then wish em well and all about the same I started writing scriptures elixers in your lane she a beast in a drought I
You see (uh)
On this here stage tonight is something legendary (yeah)
He goes by the name of The Creator (crazy, ayo)
But you, you call him Tyler
I spend the greater amount of my time
In a bind, it boggles my mind
Bouncing between
Rather or not she’s mine
I dream of a life
At night, when I’m
long,
Now she'd see him at last
She was down by his graveside
Day after day
Come closing time they
Would pull her away
Ah to be with her
couple jurats that came on endz
And left in wet clothes looking all red
Bun it, pass it
Hit by a corn on the old block, nah
Bun a fat zoot with a neek,
the midrange and up go me levels
"Precious" by Chant¨¦ is rockin' the box
This cannot be foreplay 'cause this be to hot
Up go the left thigh on me
and embody a feeling, it's
Dangerous alone just like Arai's feeling
I'm out here with White Mage, she said I need healing
Her pink hair's appealing, her hands
bam bam bam
The bitch packed a twenty-two
Hit him in his head, there she laid him
The nigga standin' by the door I sprayed him automatic fires
Smoking on some green leaf
Your ex wanna be me
She need me they watch me like a TV
The green TT cherry pie by my fingertips do you see me
And I
have a yesterday?
Why can't I memorize tomorrow and live my life as just a day?
A baby's born and you hears moms cryin'
Is she cryin' cause that she's
She's pretty in pink
Walking by
Lost in the world around her
With her head in the sky
No she can't be reached
She doesn't want to speak
To anyone
forty whacks
When she saw what she had done
She gave her father forty one
Now before the jury with a solemn face
These legendary murders, she left not
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