Lyrics:
that sometimes fate is taken by surprise
The sun does set
This phoenix does rise
I'm taken away
To some other day
To a place I can go
To a place I can
She Wake in the morning
Akugeza
Take a couple pics for the gram
Low key getting ready for the party
You can tell by the way she dressed
Ana mfana tsano
Blowin' up like a molotov
This is war everybody ain't no reason I'ma call it off
Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright
In the studio everyday
got evicted by a busload full of greedy tourists
And it would take a time machine
To fulfill all of my fantasies
'Cause a hidden dream can be
One two, one two
This goes out to my brother Diamond Shell
My man Jazzy Jerome, Def Jeff
I can't forget my man Kevin D and the Midnight Express
betty crocker
Cuz I made on my own no cake son
100 percent authentic
No counterfeit can't fake none
Time my only currency
Meaning I ain't got patience got
of the year,
It's good advice
Christopher Columbus was a seaman second class
When I told him that the Indies could be found
By sailing to the west instead
straight
You told me things
That heroes must make
I'll do what you say
As long as you kneel
And I can be had
Without sex appeal.
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i've been - bitch i've been
Bitch i've eating my Shreddies
Okay i said it, dont try and edit
Medicated get felated and headed
By a bad bitch that's hot
on the betty white, she sniff lines
You can catch me in my lies, about time
Falling in your shit life, about mine
You can choose to go left, go right
I don't
please nigga
Here we go - Just Blaze!
To all my niggas on the porch gettin they hair braided
Cornrowed by a L.A. bitch
And I can't forget, my niggas ridin
go by Dizzy Wright though, with the rifle
In 1991, I'm lookin' like Michael
The same year that the police beat up
On Rodney King and gave us
Something
clothes, your clothes
It's somethin' about the way you move
I just can't let it go, let it go
Baby, you've got me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By
sir too short
When I rap, I'm like this, I'm like that
They can't resist, the mc mc mc thing
That too too too too too short thing
Beyotch, I don't stop
I had the whole city on my whole city on my, whoa, whoa
Trapdoor shit, where I'm from, we hopped on shit
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
'm a real nigga, you's arcade
Had a switch blade in the 5th grade
Smoked plenty weed on my mama's couch
Now I'm going big, I can buy the house
You sell water
Is he really goin' out with ‘er? I don't know. Look, here he comes now. Let's ask
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?
shit!
Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio
You're rocking out with your boy
I got some boys on deck and this boy
He go by the name Fred The Godson!
IT
BACKWOODS ONLY NEEDED, NAW MY NIG I DONT FUCK WIT NO PERCS
GET ME HEATED, DATS DA FASTEST WAY YA FACE CAN LAND ONA SHIRT
KNOW DAT I MEAN IT, PLAY
[Intro:]
Yeah yo
[Hook:]
To all my thrillas on the east (I can't call it)
To all my thrillas on the west (I can't call it) "Hello" -
left ventricle
So let's be sensible
E temperamental, quick to dismember you
Wyclef that 'November' you
They wish they can do what I can do
If you could
large amounts nigga
I need that cake no Betty crock nigga
Got to get them racks up, Got to get the racks
Got to get them racks up, Got to get the racks
some singing
He'll get em' going with them double blues
Sing it out boys cause this ones for you
Raisin some hell tonight
Yeah just out by the byway baby
bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so I'mma die by the trigger
My chest gettin' bigger, my heart gettin' bigger
Live by the trigger so
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