Lyrics:
He said "kid, I'm gonna put you in a cell
I want your wallet and your belt"
I said, "Obie, I can understand your wantin' my wallet, so I don't have
are, by far
They ain't trippin, on me, they wanna fuck my car
Look a nigga up and down like he a superstar
But they ain't trippin, on me, they wanna
my single name.
I was proposed to by Obadiah Binks
In a very gentlemanly way;
Lent him all my money so that he could buy a home,
And punctually
When Jelly Roll demanded his name
Hail, King Porter
Well, the man responded "Porter King"
(Dig 'I'm)
By order
Well, Jelly lef' th' city, but he wrote
, I hate you more
Let's call out names, names, for sure
I'll call you bitch for short
As a last resort, and my first resort
You call me
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
that were foretold, by the forefathers
The end of the world saga, streets flooded with lava
Mommas and papas, toddlers, hip-hoppers, and rastas
Rock
never even called me by my name.
(spoken:)
Well, a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song,
and he told me it was the perfect country
the house
[T]
This goes out to my man Tamere
He's definitely in here
What's up to my homey cool G Rap and my Brand Nubian brothers
Special shout out
Daz out of the cut with some shit that I wrote
With my nigga D-R-E, so you know I must be dope
But uh, rat-tat-tat-tat that ass
Startin' static with
tuesday 11 pm
Oh, my name's Kali Uchis
Usually he already has something
Ready and he'll
Already have an idea, most of
The time he writes everything
statements
my quotes get a shrine in the hood forever
I wrote some of the illest rhymes ever put together
soon as i make em rappers take em analyze em for
up everybody
We came here to party, so get up everybody
Well my name is J-Ro I came to rock the world
And my name is Lil Tone I got all
writin'
John the Revelator
Wrote the Book of the Seven Seals
You know God walked down on the cool of the day
And called Adam by his name
And he refused
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
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
the book of the seven seals
You know God walked down
In the cool of the day
Called Adam by his name
And he refused to answer
'Cause he was naked
to follow rules
I had Arone engineer you know my vocals clean
Just the belief in me, made me write hopeful things
Dre my brother since kids now he my A&R
seals
You know God walked down in the cool of the day
Called Adam by his name
But he refused to answer
Because he's naked and ashamed
Tell me
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me Merle
explain my plateau
And also what defines my name
Yeah, long live the idols, may they never be your rivals
Pac was like Jesus, Nas wrote the Bible
Now
know that I'm ruling it
Tried to hit me with a diss track
Shot 2 clips but you know he still missed that
Talked about my ex
Bro you couldn't ever get
on her jock, yes indeedy, I wrote graffiti on the bus
First I'd write her name then carve a plus
With my name last, on the looking glass
I seen her
on her jock, yes indeedy, I wrote graffiti on the bus
First I'd write her name then carve a plus
With my name last, on the looking glass
I seen her
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