Lyrics:
stepping for somebody else
Came up to you
So I approached you on the wall
I Started off by saying beautiful
And then I saw
That you already had a man
(Yeah I’m him)
Ay and we go like that
Always on your mind and it ain’t no cap yuh
Sweetermans you know we all snacks
Motion, Betta Boyz, Slim and Al
percent of which were absorbed by my dreads
The other 2 percent I accepted, just so I can feel the heat again
Had a vision of my defeat of him
So now I
I make it great
Buss down for a nigga like me
I’m too smooth, criminal baby
Why you do me so shady, I'm slim, but I still pack 180
You got me going so
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
the Dr King hanging on your wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I
split your belly with the Maschetti, long
Tears your arms of your shoulders, and tell you to, hold on
I know it's wrong, but it feels so right
I used
It's my time (Rick Ross)
It's my time (Finna' lay back on this shit man)
(Dade County dope boy)
I'm not a slim thug, I'm a fat mack
I don't
to change sometime
And how do I know it's going to turn out alright?
Because every night I go to sleep and I have this dream...
It's so hard to be yourself
spiral stairs
I will swear on a stack of Bibles
I will tear new behinds out of rivals, even your idols
I don't care, it's Music To Be Murdered By
So
getting bigger
Its a slim chance dat im chasing
If life running fast
Take yo time just be patient
You had me at my lowest
Now im trynna be da greatest
tho
Ima come through she right by the door
I was just smoking that gas
Yeah that shit get me so higher tho
Ran up the racks and went ghost Danny
In case these the niggas don't play by the rules
I can remember when I was just wishin' a thirty cent flipper we stood on the block
Grabbin' it hard
I'm the next Dr. Dre (true)
I had to rap battle my way back in the days (yeah)
But at the end it felt like a smack in the face (well shit)
Because it
Yeah I'm from the Burgh
So you know, the flow immaculate
We believe in miracles
Our faith is not by accident
Life is often spiritual
I know you feel
it,
See a bad bitch is like a fat blunt, I got one but you know I gotta grab it,
So lil' momma what's happenin' let me know if you tryin' to get it
've never been down with the industry's antics
I embrace the slim chances
Getting kind of hard to breathe without you. I know it's hard, hold up
Don't take
I heard it the night it came out
2015, by then I’d also heard about
‘Infinite’, ‘SS’ and ‘MM’ LP’s
To ‘Eminem Show’, ‘Encore’, ‘Relapse’, ‘Recovery’
arrogance as the steam to power my dreams
I use it as my gas, so they say that I'm gassed
But without it I'd be last, so I ought to laugh
So I don't listen
So what good is a fuckin' machine gun when it's out of ammo?
Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper
How the fuck can him and I battle?
He'll
Wanna be Pimp Daddy, Lil' Slim, and Baby
They put that whole CMR all up in they rap
They had us on they first tape
And they proceed to sweat
So let's show
I had three degrees
Let it sink in, I'm the type to call the cops before we break in
Slim and Ozzy, it's a party when we linking
I got a forty
Hop to the day that we die
So far so good with no endin in sight
Lookin back on all the places I done been with this mic
Let my teachers tell it, I
get rich
Gone Give u Halitosis
Stomach tight my body right
But flow so hard it's got fibrosis
I ain't worried bout a dollar
Bitch I'm paid
I ain't never
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