Lyrics:
Don't try to understand me shawty cause you'll never be close
I re-compose to a musical, deranged lunatic
Spitting lyrical hits, until they click with
with my squad
Okay Rhiino
Your time's up
I see your point
But it's null and void
Gonna rap this verse
And you're done
Let me get the mic back, I don't
Man, man, this shit crazy (crazy, crazy)
I'm in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors (blrrrd, they flavors)
This murder shit ain't nothin'
I walk and talk
Strollin with a slight limp
Flyer than any big city pimp
Gold, girls, cold cash
On the mic Shaquel Shabazz
Supreme, the Lord,
the music
Biz only without the female groupies
As soon as I sat down in the captain's
Office, his exact first words to me were
"Don't fuck with my
Staff!"
soft like wool
Lick a man in the jaw side with the stool
I’m a real shower man but I still look cool
White gold chain and an iced out jewel
But he
hunger hitting home word to my past life, Get it by any means hit you niggas with That Act right
Big six shit, Catch a hex with the quickness
Don't wanna
walk away from it all before I'll let it go any further
But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coping
I'm just willing to be the bigger man
this 'Behind the Music'
With Lynard Skynard?"
And I say I don't know
Say, it's gettin' late, watcha wanna do for dinner?
She says "I kinda had a big
brung a fan on stage to rap
But disapproved the word that she couldn't say with me
You said, "Kendrick, ain't no room for contradiction
To truly
brain with anxiety
Loathing
Even when I try to escape
Trying to hide my scars from the pain
I feel so stained, and I'm saying that it's bothering me
The Queens Courthouse right next to the cemetery
Niggas' rap sheets look like obituaries
You be starving in Kew Gardens
Bolognas and milk from a small
the highest
You got your head in the clouds
Or looking down from further up
But I'm god to y'all
Rhymes don't need to be superior
Cause anywhere I go all I do
rappers is role models, we rap
We don't think we rap We We We
We rappers is role models, we rap
We don't think ayo, we moving on up
We rappers is role
the body like turtles
Righteous or wicked, see, we'll take root
Which one you further for
Christ will deliver you with no pain
Epidural, uh, don't matter,
2, I never answer any message
Don't get me wrong though I still love all my blessings
Feel the devil testing I got angels up in heaven
When I'm
hallways
I was the new kid at school I ain't hang with no gang
Wasn't really interested in any of the work
I was just tryna get home and rap just like lil
motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with
but baby just nail me
Please do not fail me, be there just to help me
Yeah she fuck with my vibe, I can look in her eyes
Baby don't be surprised when I
I don't touch dog hoes, dog hoes got fleas
I'm from wear they rock ski masks
And nobody rides skis
Every time I spit a verse my city like preach
dardna-
cak maut du tujhe me cdnaan
Hu "bhardu jholi" with words laakh
Me dhwast aaj karu like Bruce with nun chucks
“I stay in the limit
I don't wanna
so start reachin' for the ozone
I see some girls I know but y'all look different with your clothes on
What's up, though? Tash came to steal it like
so start reachin' for the ozone
I see some girls I know but y'all look different with your clothes on
What's up, though? Tash came to steal it like
(Intro)
Aye
Aye, huh
GC
(Chorus)
I'm comin' like aye
I think I got these niggas mad
They be coolin with they bitch she say she love the way I rap
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