Lyrics:
(grands) for sure
that nigga live next door
call the man
let the sucker plan
look, i fuck with this rap shit, but i ask 'em don't say no more
a Hot Boy
on the grind and decree
By any degree, feelin the burn, the family sayin they love me
Is that what I see? Is that what is after everything nothin but your greed?
don't believe that was none of the people I just named either, man
Everybody, I fuck with y'all, I rock with y'all
Any other fuckboys behind the scenes,
decision
I have decided to believe everyone else is as brilliant as I am
Now, if that's not true, we'll
then don't parlay with me about things that you don't
But I been raw with the rap since '94
See when it's all said and done and it's time to go
You'll see where I stand in the mix
Don't care bout
and I let it loose my nigga
Loud with the smoke and I let it boof my Niggas
Know I'm, bout my, business, when I'm
Back again to whoop ass of any sad
KO knockout bitch
I ain't ask for this and
You shouldn't have asked for this look
I'm real bored with you bitches
So don't come for me again
Y'all
your bitch and finger bang her
But if she looks tossed up, i'll slang her
Beat you like mama dearest with a clothes hanger
'cause the gang a niggas be
journals which hold external heat
Deliver with diversity and let the beat sink in
Uh
Because Bo knows that
I spit that"
Beau Monde Rap
Yeah yeah
One time
Ayo, dawg
I got some shit on my motherfucking chest that
I need to get off 'cause
If I don't
I'ma fucking explode or somethin'
Now look
This is
D.R.
Luggage with a big black tan
Whatcha gonna do? You or him, me or you?
Fucking with him, you look mad pitiful
Boo, I'm not the type that be
foreign
I got some good advice, never quit tourin'
'Cause that's the way we eat here in this rap game
I'm fuckin' with your funky lil' rap name
I hear
Testin my mic one two one two
I'm here to entertain yes this means you
Don't need no help all by myself
I proceed 'cause you need to enjoy
I wake up, every morning tell myself imma be rich
Tell myself I'll fuck any bitch, but I don't, I'm too busy
Chasing all this fuckin lizzy, like I'm
figure
I don't think I'm one to fuck with all you ho..."
Y'all can fill in the blank
But that don't make it so you don't gotta rap at a rapper
That
the limit,
And if you look up high, you'll see that I'm goin be in it,
Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier,
Use your head,
can see further than the islands
Look up to your highness
Everything is gonna be alright
In God's timing
Feed the mind so the eyes can see
Between
love, but I say it's about knowing you don't know the truth
Yeah, I don't know the truth
Maybe instead of looking for the truth we could just look in
don't believe rap is an art
Wake up, shake up, hypocrite look alive
Blastmaster KRS-One will revive
Four or five million still deprived
When out
to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
And I know some shit's so hard to swallow
But I just can't sit back and wallow
In
nigga I ain't never really been out flowed by no boy
Your food look just right
I'ma eat your porridge
Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no
bia to rock harder
Please don’t bother
Up in the club with any thoro brothena
Quickly mow like a gardener
You wanna stress me
No you can't take this
these rap niggas playin' with?
I'm a silverback with banana clips
I'ma peel a cap when I'm sprayin' shit (brr)
Look
Brought that feeling back is what
Yo E, somebody come in this motherfucker
With me man
I'm with you nigga, you don't need nobody
I'm with you nigga come on nigga what's up?
LS
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