Lyrics:
enough I guarantee she calls you back
This ain't good nobody ever wants to call you
That's bitch made wood a fire starter wouldn't copy that
Pop
At every
then she want me now I gotta salt it
Cause she's seen on Quevo first up in a Aston Martin
Hurricane wrist watch young Quevo break the pot
In the vila
keep working too hard ,graft away at night
The demons desire my fire
Carolina Martin she good with the teny
Hot as some peri the flex is Vic Tanny
My
screaming in my ear and I'm just falling back
Trying not to treat all of my problems like a laundromat
How come I don't get no sleep sober
Even 'fore
grave
I will be saved
Martin's Dream
I am the dream
Never lived life like a fantasy
Roots stay strong like planted seeds
I'm either dialectic
spitting fire like this
You know you lying
If you denying I'm it
When you know I just got tagged by your bitch
Now drop my hook in this bitch
Niggas love
the hi hats roll
Baby I'm the gun
Loaded up I shoot
Like deuce deuce (.22)
Running out in the field
Emmet Smith I'm in ya coupe
Drop top let me run
I can win
A victim of your evil sin
You've lost the hold you've had on me
By causing the changes that you never see
Hold on, it's never enough
verbals & graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like
down, put us back to sleep
So they could put us in a dome and take back the free
Man, it’s getting worse as the days go by
Armageddon in the distance
couldn't sleep at night Now I never think, I just sleep in flight my dreams
They done came to life, whatever was wrong, I done made it right I done got it
I ain’t never playing with the message
Hit a rapper
Thought V The Saint had a weapon
Smith Westin
Then smoke
Out the exit
Funny how niggas gonna love
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
these days I'm addicted to staying up
I couldn't take a break never felt like I deserved it
No rest for the wicked the determined and the sword smiths
I
Redenbacher.
Got the back of her I'm snapping yeah.
Now change flow.
I can mumble rap.
Kill every track.
Go old school bring hip hop back.
I'm never sleep
wishing on another star
When it's too far, to ever ever bring back that fire
So my heart, it won't go
(I'll never love again)
And my heart, it won't go
It
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
from you
OK
ladies and gentlemen Martin Lawrence
boo
this is Marin Lawrence's First video visit to a
recording studio
and his last
to sleep
I need to get back my hours
I need to get a blowjob
From a bitch I don't know yeah
Clock ticking, ain't got time for my dick to get touch by
the fire
She’s reborn like the phoenix
Her nose runs she need cleanex
She be chased by her demons
She’s reborn in the fire
Fire fire fire
Fire fire fire fire
bro, drop him like he dame-dash
I never tote a Smith and Wesson cause the handle ass
He ain't get no get back, but he lit a candle fast
If he play me
that artillery keepin' niggas off of me
I can't sleep living in these wicked times
Peep, niggas after me 'cause they see
I'm stacking G's and heat
You
the time go by
Yea I sleep walk
Conversations with him man he talking bush on fire
Yea I sleep walk
Never cared about money man it's a tool to me
Yea I sleep
I can win
A victim of your evil sin
You've lost the hold you've had on me
By causing the changes that you never see
Hold on, it's never enough
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