Lyrics:
circle this drought
I drops them hollows, shots to swallow, my motto be "fuck tomorrow"
Sorrows improbable
In Chicago motherfucker, bones get fractured,
I be sittin' like a time bomb
Set to explode
Stand by me fucker like Ben E king
I don't care what it is
I'm down for anything
I don't care if you big
of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin'
Any man plannin' to battle'll get snatched outta his clothes
So fast it'll look like an invisible man standin'
I'm
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
friends, they cast me out
No lane change, I changed the route
I was locked in, made it out
No Ben 10, I'm switching out
I had to change, I get it (I get it)
And ride around to the liquor store
Can't get a job get drunk some more
You better stop trippin' on them stereotypes
'Cause in the ghetto there's a good
masked up
They ready for
A hit
Don't fight back
Just
Run yo shit
Before this stick
Get dirty
Pronto
Vamonos
Im in
Hurry
One false move
Yo vision
Get
I'm tryna get it by any means
I aint with all that comfortable shit
Your ass can't fit in them skinny jeans
But your waste is as slim as your wrist
men back
And not these lil lames and punks all on the internet
Doing anything to get a check
I'm talking kings and queens coming together for the better
call Earl, 10 months in this gut, what the fuck,
I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild,
Juvenile with the mics 'n' shit, New York, New
okay?
(Hoho, hoho, hoho)
'Cause I have so many mindsets,
Just can't have you stuck in, stuck in my head (Ben)
I think I'm gonna give up on you
Make ah King Kong Godzilla
Sam nor press me button a nigga can go
Beast mode
Snitches gon get stitches in these streets
Thats the G code
When I'm
stand-in
And I see darkness in your future as a closed eyelid, soo woo
Don't get bloodshot at Jordan's eyes is (uh)
Every bomb out my mouth Jakartas
As the sun goes down, I'm gettin' dirty
Fall up and press a word get cleaned in a hurry
In my 77 Chevy, ass tight
Pull off cuttin' rubber, disappearin'
Ooh, I'm here!
So open up the door for me (who is it?)
It's Hopsin
I'm Here
So open up the door for me
Hurry up and let me in (na na na na na)
as they say
You don’t believe in anything
It’s so easy to get away
Just do a little favor for our king
And in my mind I keep all that’s bad
And the things
hereditary
My vocabulary cold its feburary
Dog I been greatest I would never worry
In grave yard all the rappers buried
Never heard the king then you
was frightened of something.
I think, our Mighty King has been frightened by something.
So, he is running back without quenching his thirst at the Pond.
tangeray and hennesey,
untill i call earl, 10 months in this gut, wut the fuck,
i wish moms would hurry up, so i can get buck wild,
juvenile with the mics n
of a Grand Am and land in it handstandin'
Any man plannin' to battle'll get snatched outta his clothes
So fast it'll look like an invisible man standin'
I'm
the courage
Curry on my jersey
Can’t let nun stir me
Even when the road get blurry nah nah
I gotta stay patient never in a hurry nah nah
I be by my doley do not
weight get P.O.P
Naughty by Nature your trespassing O.P.P
Your O.T. yeah nigga I can get it to you
Sold in a see through right price I deliver
Tell ya
sorry
Ik ben niet op spelen boy breng me money
We moeten door ben in een hurry
Jij wilt graag mokse maar die spaanse manne ik scott ze
Ik laat ze
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