Lyrics:
Two revolvers, I can let twelve spin
Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit
Buck-sixty who wit' me?
My Cris', two L's, twisted blunts and inner
One with a mark left only by a kiss of death
The rest is herstory
I sit here only doing me
And that's all I will need
It's all for me
Yeah, it's all for
up some Olde E, but not a 40
Just a two-two of brew will do, so I can knock it out fast
To make the coldness last
And while you at man see
with my alluring two X chromosomes
And I watch them fall in love while I give those poor men false hope
I'm in a party where i'm the only girl on the mic
There ain't nada
I've got the heart and spirit they can't harbor
Silly men pass the limit and then scarper
When it comes on top with the urban legend,
far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe
There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power
threaten me and I will fight
I Stay strapped and there's no doubt
Come Fuck around and you'll find out
Fake news debunked all the lies
About the gun into
scared that syphilis widens
I left so many souls there, you'd think I did it with isis
Long picking
You'd call that a Richard applause
Joint to the hip
on Mustafar in passion
Anakin
Pad me down with intellectual seriousness
But I am really just trying to get you and me alone in a back room
Nakedly protected by
an unresponsive God
The fingers reach for the bottle, the pill, the powder
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
There will be open and unpunished murder in
I burned at the stake
That low-down, dirty liar
That goes by the name of They
I... If you're still with us out there
We here at the top
Would like
where was you?
Hip-hop critics, sit the fuck down, get a chair or two
I ain't tryna kick knowledge, just a pair of graphic parables
Grew up, spent
you ever get one of a full head of wisdom
Then the game is in you
It's alright (hmmmm)
Guess what? I was asked by me called God.
Verse 1.
It's amazing
I know a man named Otis who invented a room,
And his heart was filled with pride
I said to Mr Otis, "What does your room do?"
He said, "It goes
day
One day we'll get the bag Giving you all these jingles One day we'll make it big
I dream so big than my hometown
Whatever comes up it will fall
here we go sanitize get it all
Span n' spic in the room room
I played with little boys swimming in Mexico
I told those spics clean a room room
Better get
machine (hahaha) not funny men the truth gat to be told
Jah knows I'm a sinner The world will turn you to killer blame no Nigga taking decision when you
a lady
But we do what we gotta do
'Cause we're II Tru to it
[MT5]
If you didn't know
There's two pimps on the scene for sure
And they pimpin' on
I
plan is
Painful thoughts and memories are scars
Thought it might get better as I age
The poison took its toll day by day
Finally grown up check
to get me)
Verse 2:
I need assistance, but all I get is resistance
I try to be persistent, but life can be gone in an instant
I'm scared to turn around
and she started to cook
But when I put her on the spot, she could not hang
With my so rough, so tough Playboy game
I only said two words, something like
hear me calling?
I can't see the sky from this hole how did I get this empty so far from my soul?
I had to step out of my body and into one with
Story starts off with an injury
From there the rest is history
A tale to be told with no victory
Shrouded in silence cloaked in misery
Two to three
there is none higher
I made up in my mind if I'm going through hell
I'ma keep going
If the mic get hot I'ma keep flowin
Defeated the devil like I'm Denzel
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