Lyrics:
The enemy walks above, Clan remain subterranean mud
Off shore banks, tanks approach the location
Bombarded by the circle of death formation
Telecom lines
those two weeks a year, it was all about sin
Follies chasing death, you can count me in
There's flannel man with a golden ring
And a cruel, north
Choose the sword, and you will join me
Choose the ball, and you join your mother, in death
You don't understand my words, but you must choose
should wait a minute
Don’t get mad just let me finish
Grab the lighter burn them bridges
Missing death only by inches
Fell in love with all the riches
queen was she
Woe betide her ?ill-fought? face, an ill death may she die
"Oh, had I known, Tam Lin," she said, "what this knight I did see
I have
on hands so you see more preachers giving eulogies
Young brother you a king let your light shine brighter than jewelry
Young sister you a queen treasure your
chords like a folded leg
It's a different form but I'm focused lately
You know it baby
I be open so it don't be shady
Still you see through my supposed
2
Smokin' with a plain Jane trooper
Excellent with rifles, out in Japan
In a flight goons switchblade poke out the night boots ?
Thrusted
Double F
Fafa
I'm here
Just the beginning (Fafa)
The Wiz (Bitch)
King of Hebrews for volume 2, I'll kick to Overdrive
Simba's pride I doubt niggas
the market's
Swiftly move to mark it show the world W.H.O the mark is
I'm similar to where started
I mean Ive got a Woo hand
First reports it's not spread by
Headshot's (Come Here)
Headshot's, Headshot's, (Come Here) Headshot's, We don't do no leg shots
Crow an them in the trap, They doing Ninety by that school zone
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
hair its not days that go by
While I'm witch you that I won't even care
[Chorus: x2]
You been with young dudes old guys
Hindus papas Colombians
queen was she
Woe betide her ?ill-fought? face, an ill death may she die
"Oh, had I known, Tam Lin," she said, "what this knight I did see
I have
"I forbid you maidens all that wear gold in your hair
To travel to Carterhaugh, for young Tam Lin is there
None that go by Carterhaugh but they
queen was she
Woe betide her ?ill-fought? face, an ill death may she die
"Oh, had I known, Tam Lin," she said, "what this knight I did see
I have
This next song is dedicated to all whack rappers
And all the whack people who like and buy their whack music
I think you crazy if you like Jay-z
you back, with another one)
I just don't want to stop
Too much, never too much, never too much, never too much
(Yeah, uh huh, yeah, Queen Pen take
to stop
Too much, never too much, never too much, never too much
(Yeah, uh huh, yeah, Queen Pen take it to the Brooklyn Bridge)
Stop being by yourself,
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
TV screen?
four legs good, two legs bad,
four legs good, two legs bad.
who needs experience when you have potential.
but still I would like
his thin skin, lowered chin
He knew the names that they would taunt him with
Faggot, sissy, punk, queen, queer
Although he'd never had sex in his 15
comin' for my
Dogs in the morning and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn
Me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder
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