Lyrics:
outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up,
nigga.
Got a trophy from the game, ya'll know my name,
Baby.. numba' one stunna, caught showing my thang,
Got a house on the lake, I built from cake.
You're kicked out of the Family name
When you say Shipon, you're not
By my religious authority, as a Commandment follower
I've stricken your name from
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home
knows my name, yeah
There once was a kid that lived by the lake
Wrote everything he thought down on a page
Nobody understands his state of mind
So he
I suck at Monopoly
In fact it's really any game, too busy mourning Billy Mays
Respect is placed upon my name despite the fact I am insane
Stackin'
me to kill it yea that's murder she wrote
Cell, murder she wrote
I pour up four
In the middle of me sipping I send my dick down her throat
Ain't no
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you
people I fired, on my mama
Was crooked ass people (yeah, yeah, people)
I admit that I don't own my music (I)
I admit that I wrote on my music (yeah)
lonely Klondike miner, it is true my name is Peg.
It's also true I longed for you and wrote it on an egg.
My heart went out to someone in that land
the ave like sata at mad volume
I flash a slick grin sayin' cool with nuance
The donut eater sweatin' at the blacks we all fronts
He asked my whats my name
on for my people
I put on for my foes
The fat lady singing
That's all that she wrote
What
That's all that she wrote
That's all that she wrote
I put on for
I once was lost in sin but Jesus took me in
Well then a little light from heaven healed my soul
Well, he bathed my heart in love, and wrote my name
drops, hops
Give me my props, who got my props, you got my props?
You don't want to see a shorty go reach for his glock
And I ain't talking about that
the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seal
You know God walked down in the cool of the day, called Adam by his name
And he refused to answer, because he's
the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seal
You know God walked down in the cool of the day, called Adam by his name
And he refused to answer, because he's
went, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
It ain't my fault your ass is on the asphalt ('phalt)
Got your chin touched by my fam who though you brought harm, you see
back in the day
My rhyming's iron height, defiant flight
Try and bite, like a razor in a candy apple
A taser and a jammy tackle
By a neighbor with
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
even called me by my name
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country & western song
I
brother denied and swear he wouldn't tell
Only age 12 when I removed his blood genes from my cells
Felt trapped like a cell
With 12 by 13 bars parallel
wrong nigga
Ain't nothing sweet about my techniques
You checking for my breathless
Quotes I wrote deadly
My history so thoroughly involves destruction
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