Lyrics:
world was lucky to see him born.
You Nazis and you fascists tried to boss this world by hate;
He fought my war the union way and the hate gang all got
entrancing,
but the dancing was a lamentable mess!"
FIRMIN
"Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder:
my salary has not been paid.
Send it care of the ghost, by
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
Gresham Park where your moment get defined (Get defined)
The story of my life (The life)
Way before I ever wrote a rhyme (Way before)
Have you ever done
a shelf of empty liquor bottles.
Not an alcoholic but alcohol it,
Can ease the pain.
Drinkin' all my problems away
But still prayin' in Jesus' name
Just for you, Just for you, is why I wrote this rhyme
Just for you, so you can understand what goes through my mind
Just for You, so you can
the forest
Tyrannosaurus with it, they can't reach me
Chose my scene like I'm on DVD
I do shows then drugs then repeat
‘till my nose got blood like they paid
there's something you should see
The suspect carved his name in a tree
Although he wrote "It wasn't me"
I think it was he (I think it was he)
Oh no, it's he
I got your girl eatin' exotic dick
Anthrax pussy, the minks, whiskey king
Wrote my name on her face, yeah, yeah, kush me
Elevation keep the arm
God sent wit not a cent to my name that's nonsense... here wit a knot full of wit hoping for cents in a knot... hope that don't tie your sense in
Bow legged like she just started walking
Pass it your man so he can get the number
Once she says her name and where
The fuck she come from
She got hope
(Oh, the wine cooler)
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
bipolar disorder i
Was connected with a neuropsychologist
That works with the athletes in
The NBA and NFL he looked at my brain
It's equal on three parts
Yeah, On the last few days of L.A. I got taken into, um, this guys house
And he was sponsored by an alcohol company, quite a few actually
And uh,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
owners I just mentioned. Ceasar later married a slave girl by the name of Peggy Jones. My great, great, etc. grandmother. To this union, the following
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
hopper show stopper
Has no legs to hop from
If he's stuck stumbling
And tripping over his tongue
Bamboozled by the news
Doesn't know which way to look
Pull the trigger to end protestin'
Miss by millimeters, make 'em jump: Tigger
Now they learn the lesson
But I'ma back off and stick with my section
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
and brought it back
cnd in his head he's still on the front line
Tryna get a job and get by
Hook
God forbid we pray
Bow our heads, hit our knees and have some
shit
I use to write
My songs on DVD's
(Yeah)
I'm the bad guy
That got some bitches
On their knees
Bad man ting
Cause I'm busy
Puffing on some tree
Yeah
shit it doesn't do any good what you die from
My boy was just like me
He's a rabbit
Suicidal
Grabbin on to that weight
Lucky paw
Shut the fuck up
Shaking
student said Sir listen to my favorite rap. cnd our hero Heard this song full blast. cnd he told his student man this song is trash. Basura!
The student
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