Lyrics:
wackness
Killing the craft
There is just madness
And it's just sad
Now isn't it sad to see it come to this?
Isn't it sad it had to come here now?
Fly away
Robert
Don't tell your wish, Bobby
Or it won't come true
You just blew it
It probably was a wish you wouldn't have gotten anyway, Robert
You
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
Bought a bag of izm from the smoke shop
Walking towards the car, here come the damn cops
Now I'm station bound for the Thai sticks
I bought it for my
Em's house, Our House
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
When I was
my erections
So dream on and dream until
Your dream comes true
Reality check, kid, that's why
You're on the deck, kid wired to your car
No matter where
see why these people always got my back
I done said so much f- up sh-, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not by accident
I had a purpose
Asics, (coke test) I ace it
I been rich, since 20, bitch
Gun right by the cash (what's that?) the money clip
This Gucci kicker got your girl in nuddy
come up here (uh)
(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?) Come right here, this is for you, come on up
I done been through a whole lot (Kendrick
the gangsters from
Across the world
Drinkin' and gin juice feelin' loose
So come here girl
What's your name what's your sign can
I hit it from behind
You can
Ain't this the dude that said that it ain't about the price tag
Now on your records all that you do is brag
Come on Bob, I thought you was better than
then baby come on
Do you hear me talking to ya
Throw your hands up in the air like you never even cared
Fellas bob your head and ladies let me see you
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
linen by Armani, check it
My lyrical carjack, make your brains splat
High caliber gats is all I fuck with, now peep the rough shit
in my circumference,
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
say
That's for certain
Get ourselves a room at the Holiday Inn
Make my sugar plums
Dance on your chin
Tapping ass is my career
And I'm here on business
Everything is temporary, be sure to face your fears
No one really knows why the fuck we're even here
Causing trouble on the playground in the first grade
With
make the tills ring
With big mouths and big bums and obnoxious offspring
So come back, Ebenezer when all's said and done
We'll put it down to your dry
Oko, nobody care
Nobody call my telephone until I'm here
O Chinedum, your champion is here
Champion boy I dey here with my trophy
Ganja man dem, them dey
through you
It's like inch by inch and step by step
I'm closing in on your position and destruction is my mission
Though eight is not enough, your
drink, oh, hell nah
He must be tryin' to kill my buzz
I will not budge, so what the deal, ridaz?
Now here they all come and they got your back in, like,
(come on, come on, come on)
Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
In New York (ayy, ah-ha) (uh, yeah)
Concrete jungle (yeah) where dreams
come, they started in the bleachers
So I'm swag surfin', the pools getting deeper
You still sweet though, here come them room keepers
Ok ill be
here it is at your service
The b the I the g the d-a-double-d-y
And when it comes to rippin' the mic, oh my oh my oh my
I guarantee you by time I'm
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