Lyrics:
this thing pals banged up said he'd hear me on the wing
From nobody to somebody in a split second I felt I was living like a king
Compared to the flat
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
While a camera man creates news and shoves it down our throats on the West Bank,
With a 10 second clip put on constant loop to provoke US angst.
So
react, hit your chest in eight seconds flat
My mind state is me against your spot and I'm heated
Be the winner of the ten pace, you screamin' I cheated
on Paladino cause I'm a
Leave your neck on the curb
In this battle you won't win
The first second or third
It's no need to park when I pull
Up in that Lex in
of scientists are in maybe 10 showed up at the wharf
As if guided by the trident of poseidon to cavort
Each a lumbering and boisterous glutton
Like a half-ton
riding through the woods and took her by the hand"
The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future
Or eat up
My own glory for the sake of adding degrees to their death?
Ha
Nine
Nein!
That is
NO
For thoughts do proceed and flow
Ten
In the beginning was
me what's wrong
On your phone you can't seem like that
So send me whatever
I'll be there in ten seconds flat
Just like that
Making my way
Back where
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
I'm so gangsta) , it's time to put your ass
In a real nigga zone for a second
(I'm so gangsta) asshole by Nature
Repping it for these motherfucking
science of death, MC design
Let it be the main line in a text from vein to mind
Let the chromosomes attack, simulate your fate
Ship-shape in the matrix,
forgot it touché
Je t'en prie
We won't remember
This all by tonight
I knew the second I lied
And the minute you cried
Was the death of my pride
'cause I
Fu-Gee-La
[CLEF:]
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one,
In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal,
We used to be number ten
Now we're permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
you rather see me incarcerated, locked in the back? (come on)
Cockin a strap, have your whole block in a gat (yeah)
Every body down flat, where them
Cause people to fall flat
Where some hide and some seek
I wanna come with a courage that's not common to keep
After seeing goliath, the legacy of the lion
(Refugee, Refugee, uh)
We used to be number ten
Now we permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your
(Ooh)
Get caught in the crossfire
Funkin' over these bitches, these bitches be liars
Don't be tellin' her all your business, you could get flat like
thoughts down your chest
You may find it harder and harder to draw in a breath
Take another pill! Drift off!
It'll be like your death!
But, you'll wake up in
dap, nigga
Just pay homage
Peep my steps, always keep the piece on deck
I'm from the danger zone where
We handle beef by death, nigga
Everybody's
any day x2
Hook
Ima headline anyday now
Coverin the front of your feed oh
Puttin in work no cheat code
Fillin arenas seats sold
Ima headline anyday
the fresh in the flesh
Step to contest
They just player hate from the bench
Painless death
Stainless steel
Aim for your head or your neck or your chest
Slay
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