Lyrics:
Forgetting English
This is the moment
I got something on my chest and imma say it
Imma say it to you now
Finally feeling open all the walls have been torn
boy!
Last fuckin' time I'm gonna talk to you you hard-headed motherfucker
Come on daddy?
I didn't mean nothin' by it
But when it come to, fuckin'
Yo welcome to tape 2 everybody
I'm so blessed to be back with y'all, man
Shoutout Stew, Stew the glue obviously
Putting this, putting this thing
with the melt in the middle part and marshmallows. Theyre amazing.
DEBBIE:
Right. Anything else?
TOM:
Oh, yeah, sorry
I just cant stop thinking
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
Mix the Hennessy with a little bit of cola
Take it to the back, powder nose with the yola
Shawty love to rub in the club, but I'm sober
I need more
miss or sleep with the fish, that's crazy
Oh Lord baby
That's crazy, young LeeMan i'm wavy
Live by the rifle, everyday cycle, modern day slavery
Sleep
Waking up in my head
Another day
Least I'm next to you in bed
Cause I
Don't know how
To make this day go by
If you're not by my side
Seven thirty
the booth, my feet kicked up, I'm kissin' Mary Jane (out my body)
You won't catch me in the mix, I'm stayin' in my own lane
You won't catch me in the mix but
that thing I hate so very fucking much
That thing they all say
He says you can't change the world
Hey says you just have to be satisfied with changing
Running like you're dodging
But you ain't dodging shit bitch
Drop it like its hot
But that heat will make it melt bitch
Wanted that whip
Well, I'll give
know that I got it
Had to cop a bottle of the blue hypnotiq
Incredible Hulks, you know what I mean
Mix it with some bark and watch that shit turn
your spirit keep it colder than Autumn, Gomorrah, Sodom, Modern Day
My homie Jeph hit me you know I got him
Told me talk about the dirt they be doing
the mix, yeah
Where the chiquitas is at? Yamborghini with the shits, yeah
Lil Newport lit, Young Lord with the shits, yeah
I ain't with the game, bitch,
for a better life
You and I with open minds
Live or die but by my side
We can walk the moon with pride
Lose your thoughts and put your hand in mine
We
'sun-burn-babies' out
I'm Burning up, I understand
There's prolly not a chance in hell
Do me a solid,
Stay you, you do it so well
Todd English Pub
Seven seconds
doin shit for you
It's gon' be Hell for hustler, while your neck spoil you
With the same clip you had last week
and niggaz know I know the real,
I got a dope beat (you got a dope beat?)
I got a dope beat (we got a dope beat)
My name is that top of all of those that mix
Turnin' poetry into
rap seven years, no ransom
Can't one nigga get it back no rap
Young Hov's goin' to Canton, I'm now eligible
Point out the bounce, and show you how
where your heavens at
Seven
Right next to six
Know my dad used to say
Careful when you're trying to get that cake
One false move and I'm bout to come up
told that waitress, "More brandy water by"
Then he went out and got a custom cue
He said, "It's no offense to you
But I don't play off the wall with
Latest on my Instagram I know it got you livid
Really sexy Spanish girl no we not speaking English
Would only say te quiero just to you and no one else
You ever get to the point where you so frustrated
You ready to give up?
You ready to end it all?
Don't do it dog, word up
I don't care if you
some and lose some
But with each L you grew some
The game can be so gruesome
But don't give up just do some'n
I know growth can be a nuisance
But
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