Lyrics:
just so you'll let me be
Use sticks and stones cause words tend to hurt me
I'll make a house fit for a misfit king
You should take notes the forest knows
Say man, I don't give a fuck about the FEDs
D E A, G T F, Task Force, Jump-out boys
Or your local neighborhood robbers
Baby, I got to keep
won't forget)
That reeks of enemy (But you can bet he knows)
Someone's coming
It's about time, Persephone.
Orpheus I've been...What happened
rap death and the album is comin' stand by
Jason Chucky Freddy couldn't kill it its hard so eh! try
And then if I'm not the king of the mixtapes then
a big man forget the mind frame
So many mad thoughts running through my brain
I'll soon have a big boy chain with my name
Quit smoking about five times
Snoop talking:
Ay yo G-1 I been listening to this nigga Quik album
& he ain't got no songs about the pussy. You know
that nigga gotta have something
we not pastors?" ("but just rest for a second") "ok"
I promise I'll bring it home, let's invest in the text (c *mon)
I'm about to hit you with the hook
a time I really lived that life yes
Playing checkers with my days now I'm playing life chess
Game is all about the king so I'm gonna wear my best
Can't
This is Dipset, this is Kay Slay
We still grip techs, and spray AKs
Don't let it breze by, on the eastside
Throw up that E sign, we for the streets
with Big E, I zugga zagga zee
I'm backwards other MC know what this mean
Hellafied king, I do my own thing
Make the microphone sing, and you know that
I'm feelin' kinda horny right about now
So, Shannie, kick some flavor for me
Well it's about time the R-O-X-A-N-N-E
Grabbed the mic and stole your
the effort
Good thing will be bestowed upon you
That's truly about the game
And in some ways that's about life too
Cause you are
A superstar
Bright lights
disparity, match our hustle, we exude success
Attack us mentally, that's that energy kings get trapped into
Therefore I'm done promoting the dumb shit
I'll
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is
problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that
problems)
You'll forget your man
Now give it to me
Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
But don't bullshit me
C'mon, gimme that
this world
My tesla fucking every cops truck (E)
I love money, bitches, rockets
I dont like smoke ganjubas
And maybe you forget
I`m gonna fly to Mars
The Bassment
Keepin it real with y'all, Ben Franklin
Switch up your cause about a billy times
We're stacking millis, you got silly eyes
Milli Vanilli, you ain't
drifts across the floor
As Ben E. King's voice fills the air
Baby, that's the power of prayer
And knockin' motherfuckers out is ah must
Rockin' Rodney Moore down wit us
My nigga Willie you know he down wit us
Can't forget about Reggie 'cause he down
but not back that
Coming a thirst trap gyal pon Snapchat
Ah wah kind of crap dah
By now I know you must hate losing
Badding up your pride on your
On the years that have gone by
And now I'm feeling like a king
With one breath I'll take it all
Into my head I won't forget all of the times that we shared
We
on the bible
P won't be standing in the final
What'd you think
I would just hand him the title?
They don't know about Ghetto, but I do
I'll kill myself if I
You and I
Forget all the other letters
Let's talk about you and I
I don't mean to be dramatic but we running on borrowed time
So why we playing
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