Lyrics:
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Whoa, there!
Who goes there?
It is I, Arthur, son of Uther Pendragon
From the castle
Of Camelot king of the Britons
Defeater of the Saxons
what's the matter with Arthur Royal?
I'll go and top up his batteries and check the oil
Young Arthur blew a fuse two days ago,
Set himself alight,
Don't give two fuck about the law
Don't give two fuck I'm on my job
All I need is my Mama
And a bag of California
And a can of Arizona
Give a fuck about
to do your job
Here we are again, tell me when you find your friends
Somewhere distant when you try to see in your mind
Oh now I need them, hey, where you
the greatest artist
Go the hardest
And my flow retarded
But my verses graduated Harvard
Guess you say that I'm the Brain
D.W and Arthur
I'm the shit and you just
’m Arthur, the sword out the rock
I’m such a positive nigga I can’t hang around them if they is not matching my vibe
I’m on a quest, RIP phife
Can’t bust
of the day
And in that kingdom
There was a Knight
Who swore his oath to do Right
But one day
In the fields
Disgraced a lady
And he took her by force
So he got
all I need
On my King Arthur shit bitch I pull out
Handy Mandy got tool out
New music yea I tune out
Gotta bitch oop it’s two now
Yea we smashing by
Everything that Imma need up in this world
I got
Hoes and clothes
I got food and I got euros
I cant
Thank enough
We got so much shit they wanna take from
cousin caught a next shot
Out in yard, tryna line up a headshot
Flew back home tryna get it by the headlock
I was getting boxes, banging it in Z shots
a troll, California cold
No need to see when you know in your bones
Hit your hand, but I found 'em both, like Cicero in Rome
Home is where the hatred is
Can't get by living on my own
I need cash now a job's too slow
I won't die doing what I'm told
Tell me something that I don't know
Can't get by
need any help?)
I can handle this job all by myself
Well, I love my baby, she's a little lovin' hugger
Cute as a button and sweet as sugar
I'm gonna
I'm on the rob (she's on the rob)
Stealing from my job (stealing from her job)
If you make minimum wage
Steal from your job to compensate
I
I've got a
Bad work ethic
And a lot to prove
I need to find a good job
And I don't wanna move
My money is low
And my stress is high
If you're lookin'
Keaton
Got no job so I'm hardly eatin'
And you eatin' then we fuckin' beefin'
I need a pie and pizza just to meet up for a fuckin' feature
Man they
follow me
'Cause we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty without me
I said, this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
King arthur swung his sword excalibur!
Eternal present
We're done doing things by the calendar
(I'm gonna get ya get ya get ya)
We're here in the now
dick (jefe)
This shit is a movie (uh), grab the popcorn (popcorn)
I don't need a super, bitch, I get the job done (job done)
Don't walk in my trap
what you pay for
From the odd job man
One day this dude drives in the station
And I slide out to the pump
And he says, " I need some odd jobs done
Can
Starting not to see the point of it
(Man, fuck this job, I'm sick of it)
That's what I think
But I can't just quit, I need to scheme
Where I'm from, jobs are
follow me
'Cause we need a little controversy
'Cause it feels so empty without me
I said, this looks like a job for me
So everybody just follow me
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
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