Lyrics:
I kept it real, most niggas phony, cant fuck wit jabronis
Strapped like James Bond he more like Bon Jovi
Not talkin to suckers i tell em to blow me
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Yeah
It's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited
Time went by
All I could do is cry
Silly, silly)
Woo
If I was your best
an impeccable back
In the whole of St james's
The smartest of names is
The name of this Brummell of Cats
And we're all of us proud to
Be nodded or bowed to
By
that, and your man is still here, and I'm still hot
Wow, I need a moment y'all
See, I almost felt a tear drop
When was the last time you heard a real
at the MTV Video Music Awards
Last month slapped Nicki's ass
And continues to
Slap it endlessly in GIFs all over
The Internet nicki was the star of
The VMAs
or eat
All he could think about was that incredible night
When things were flyin' all over the place
And beaks were where they should be
So he put his beak
i thinking back in time
me and my brother was like one
but the past days are gone
he is dead and buried
and it not moore so fun
but i remember
There's a town they call Tombstone where the brave never cry
They lived by a sixgun by a sixgun they died
It's been a long time now since the town was
now
But at the time I was going I
Would look around at the work
Of the class and not feel inspired by the
Teachers, and I kinda, the
Idea of being
death note and he wants me to read it out loud
James has left a note
In case he choked and died on chilli peppers
This is what he wrote
In case he choked
walked into Cali, the place was packed
Sir Too $hort "Don't stop that rap"
I keep rapping my rhymes, all the time
You got no rhymes, so you listen
He was arrested, party time
Tony was lovin' it
Then Rhodey commandeered a suit and
Gave it to the government
After that Tony met the director of SHIELD
the heavens but nobody missed him
All that knowledge and wisdom
But he didn't share it so there's no one to protect him
Yeah there's power in numbers
But
commotion
Something sounded wrong
His inner spirit was saying
That he couldn't stand here long
He staggered to the quarterdeck
No time now to sleep
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
Or just let it slip
Yo
Remote is ready, eyes wide palms are sweaty
there's Flintstones on the TV all ready, Wilma and Beatty
No virgin, I'm channel
We're back.
Walking on James Street, past where the church bell chimed
Sun it shined, feelin' fine, good times
Walking on James Street, where all the gang
"You look better"
But the real slim shady over there, he a feather
I can rap like a god, Eminem, be an inventor
Bro can you remember
The times last
Yeah
It's my tape, man
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited
Time went by
All I could do is cry
Silly, silly)
Woo
If I was your best
is
James Bond Beamers behind me on Bacardi Limon
Check out the pitch like Nolan Ryan
He caught a slug for lyin'
Yeah you was lyin', where's
full of surprise
I trust Him
Yuh He my God
This engine
Gone rev up fire
Shot
Yuh yuh
Aye yuh it's time to go
Yuh aye let's hit the road
Let's hit the bay
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