Lyrics:
hang it up
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK
You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards
and get yo' ass whooped by B2K
I
that I ain't tryna fake
Quiet ass fans be the loudest when it's time to hate
When it's time to ride; nothin but empty promise by my side
All these albums
at the same time
And to show you I'm compassionate, to show you that I care
I'm gonna give every American some free healthcare
While we're at it, why don't we
Unable to bear issues
This year go make am
Seven years in marriage
Another baby huh another miscarriage
Yes you de find pikin by all means
So that your
okpu I go by the name
Josh to the banker
You know me but I don't I know you
El Padrino give them food for thought
Flows the mbara imie neye nmadume
How
hell or into prison
Wake up and listen, this is what you're missing
Free will, we can't seem to get our fill
We are beggars, we are choosers drunk
This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in
compensate
I wanna give it to the people who just love to hate
If you got a problem with me then just say it to my face
I can bear any fruit, I'mma beast in
’ll all burn in hell even Michelle
Obama Nation
I really think the war on terror
Is a bunch of bullshit
Just a poor excuse for you to
Use up all your
to the things that I most dread
Because my life is a worse version of the things that I once said
Made a new crime scene out of my life then they all just fucking
im finna blast you
Down to the depths of hell and what have you
Space cowboy avoidin' all my bounty hunters
'Cuz they don't want it with me, I'll
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
Never beg for my life if they muthafuckin hit me
Face, are you with me? (hell yeah)
The d.e.a. tryin to put me in a jail cell
(hell yeah) but I refuse
never stop
Till I'm signed
I'm grinding at all times
Gimme time
To headline
In Dubai
I Swear I'm
Gonna get my American dream
My American pie
And I'll be
In the land of crooks
Couldn't beat the band of books
Demands from the rooks
When you the mother fuckin king
Give 'em dirty looks
Lebron James
With
to myself
Point blank
I'm feeling traumatized
I've been oh so lonely lately
Never had the guts to tell you why though
Said "hell if I know"
Sometimes I wanna,
album
It flopped just like a fish And when I drop my Album, I know they gon
Be pissed They ain't tryna see me win, so it's Fuck
All my haters See us
could he be talkin' 'bout?
I been stayin' outta trouble, shit I bin on the couch
You were workin' on the album, I was listenin' now
Then Doug called,
skipped the other mathematics
Inside they genes they biologically the same atom
But american freedom rejects the same fashion
How ironic
Y'all been hooked
weight
Losing people that you love can make a human hate
Yeah
My grandma passed away before I was nine
We all have a different way to cope
Crying was mine
"You're a fuckin' snob
I've been standing around and observing you all night
With your dyed black hair
You think you're too cool for school, don't you
This song was alleged to be
On "Melvin Flynt" but is
Not on the final release version
Possibly from a bootleg
Yo all y'all bitches can pay
For your
Finneas and Herb
I wrote a lot of versus to Jesus
You're the frappe version of Yeezus
Went from OCD to releases
To now having beef with a vegan
Your bro
everybody's goin crazy for a quarter
You're tuned in to the number one crew in the area
The way I'm talkin I'm scarin ya
I'm darin ya to raise hell
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