Lyrics:
to be known as the greatest
Now they understand I'm the one to beat
Ain't nobody really stunting me
Understand it took a little while for a real nigga
Now
we goin in
Hell yea you know its them
Rebel writers in this bitch
Ya we closing in
Yo, I ain't no killer but I'm bout to murder this
Glock 23 with
underrated
Namin names
XHELLCOR see you all traitors
I ain't makin no pact with the devil
Everybody gone pussy
I'm the last remaining rebel
Game rigged
Went
the house
And to my brother Faru, turning it out
Now the world don't move to the beat of just one drum
So it might be right for you, it might not be
hambre para all of the peso's
Theý'll never be satisfied, man I tried, it's a lie, the only hope you got is turning to jesús
I'm not here to impress,
my ideas for them
Molly I'm gone off you
Man light some kush
You're my first take, I'll nail you
Can't lie, I gush
If I won you over, you would be
I was a fan nigga
In high school to me you was the man nigga
I'm still the man
No you not nigga!
You was supposed to progress over the years
push it (can you see the vision?)
SYRE died in the sunset, don't be like him
ERYS was born in the dark and was handed a
A lot of shit I'm thinkin'
you mettle
She can get the gold medal
She can the she can get the gold medal
Stairs to heaven with the devil
Come and revel with the rebels
Feel
hate more love addition by subtraction
Competition lacking
I'm laid back laughing the big man on top like a improper fraction
It's a miracle how we
wanna make every song into a sermon
Go listen to your pastor
That's where you should be learning
I love you, i'm sorry that I'm not the
Man you think I am
yea I said
I'm goin' home, I cried
I'm goin' home now, o no
For the memories will keep me strong
'Cause you can never forget from where you still
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
understand that I'm a Black man
And I could never be a veteran
On the strength, the situation's unreal
I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel
They
reflect on me
Just ride on through and
Try to know how I would feel
When I pray
We're not the dying breed
I spill the blood for hope that
You'll be there
're getting poked as well
So, bun General Asad, we're a bag of rebels
This crow's got a bag of bass
And you're a bag of treble
How can I listen to a man
Who
settled
Fucked up for several hundred years and another several
You ain't on my level
You rebel but I rebel from rebels
The block is hot between these pots
much thinking
MC's are blinking the third eye
When I pass by
Mackalicious got the sweet potato
Fried for you motherfucker
I touch the microphone i do
wasn't me
I said, 'Oh no, I want more
That's not what I'm looking for'
So I took the road less traveled by
And I barely made it out alive
Through
for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don't understand
You ain't gotta
the hood
And you know the other thing is mostly found in you know where I'm going
But why bring a mothaf***a' to jail if it's not gon' stand up in court
the hood
And you know the other thing is mostly found in you know where I'm going
But why bring a mothaf***a' to jail if it's not gon' stand up in court
the hood
And you know the other thing is mostly found in you know where I'm going
But why bring a mothafucka' to jail if it's not gon' stand up in court
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