Lyrics:
Now sells legally it's deep this is
The kind of elevated prism for these issues
I can tell you we've interviewed many
Lawmakers who don't come close
never me VERSUS him or vice versa
My lyrics and his melodies only depicts the surface
It’s the wordless silent subsurface of two souls put together
By how
Based on what I've experienced and what I've seen
Sculpted me to an exquisite human being
These girls move with the rules of boxing
I mean they'll
and forever
All my niggas is with me
I'm the greatest till they come get me
I'll cut you off if you're ify aye
I flex on these niggas, I flex on these niggas
don't know what you came to see
Nigga just out here feeding my kids
Throw up the duece and let me slide on by
Cause everybody wants to be a tough guy
strides, fuck baby steps
I can't do a thing, they won't hate me less
These lungs make money, so I save my breath
Put me in the ring, I can take the best
when we be walkin'
With the power to put a graveyard inside a coffin
Let's air it out like the breeze
Now watch me do one-armed handstands
And hang
Just abide by, what your ride by
Cause we abide by what we ride by, HA!
[All]
Wavin the four-four! All you heard was "Priest, don't hit me no more"
Quest don't like Midwestside, QD3 don't like Quest
and I'm sitting in the middle depressed
Warner Bros send me four Gs a month
I'm kickin it
Some days gon' be better than others, man I just gotta keep pushing, give me that
No matter what you going through, somebody got it worse
Put my
drawls, them desktop Js for the caskets
Pressing up on these bastards that owe me and I gots to have it
Wake up and cake up 'cause' it's only right
Soon
of these rappers weren't trappin' when I was choppin' the do or die
Suge had me in, I went Puffy like Zab Judah eye
Dre called, told my baby momma "won't you
the bend, a fight until the end
With a planet to defend, can't be bothered about trolls
Or be all that about lows, that's written by Dow Jones
For me and my
ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
want and that's it, My Guy
A big part of me is bout ready quit, My Guy
4th floor in my apartment, microphone in front of me
I'm playing Donnell Jones
your fate you have no choice
All these days love is your curse
All these days you curse your love
365 days
So, You gotta love me
So, you gotta love me
If
never been a coward
Didn't you know I was a keeper just like Tim Howard
When this tongue and these lips start abusing you
Don't talk about these other
know, put these black gloves on and do my thang (Ha, ha, ha!)
Ha!
But you don't know (Ha!)
What you don't know won't hurt, no
I said, ugh, uggh, uhhh!
Bar for bar ain't nobody on par
Sick like SARS, go large
Verse for verse, every bubble I burst
I curse, keep Hurst in work
Bar for bar ain't nobody
the jump
But now he 25 tryna get us out this rut, and figure what is what
He taught me pitch these thoughts, go and strut ya stuff, don't give a motherfuck
I
BRRRKK
A.k. Until my bank statement on Mike Jones whoa
You know that 281-330-8004
04
You can’t tell by the score my nigga we ain’t playing
I ain’t come
it is, East West all day
I go by the name of- ahh don't worry 'bout that
(All around the world) Come take a trip, ma
(All around the world) Come
tinted
These fake rappers gettin by with
These hell of a gimmicks
They act like it's all love
Only love is your money
So when it's over, are you a thug
And right where you was we put your bitch lips
Okay
Okay
You nice as me nigga no way
Nigga this Bape boy you still rocking obey
Plug by the border like
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