Lyrics:
launchers who need to retrieve
The congregation that the people plead
The inflation of the economy goes to three
It used to be one
But that one was taken by
tour (wow)
My cameos and collaborations with some obscure artists.. (shh..)
It's hard to harness this much talent (yeah I'll bet)
c'mon Vurs man you
cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props too
Make sure you have a system with some phat house
fooled by what they're speaking
Many truths can be deceiving
I, won't try to hide, what I believe in
Who are you to make these claims
Homeschooled
cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props too
Make sure you have a system with some phat house
hail Mary I was way to thrown
I was Tarzan raised by gorillas and the beasts
High on them trees when I gorilla'd the beast
Then that truth came hit me
lean all the lean, already way too screwed up
Was way too gone, I was way too cold
Fifty yard Hail Mary I was way too thrown
I was Tarzan, raised by
me to a sip
Of sangria, Zambia, camera cameo hand me a handful of hips
A stamina stampede of happily happenings dabbling into obli-
-Vion, neon, be
machine makes billions off of the retaliation
Send a message to the nation economic inflation situation escalation
Prepare for an invasion ending
donations, and some relations
Money inflations, I just wanna
Smoke a little, catch a vibe
Let you leave, I'll unsubscribe
Never thought the day you'd leave
One of the side effects thinking about consciousness
Is a sort of inflation that sets in
Then when people think about consciousness
They get
(Yo, Chez man!)
Heard of the don
They heard I'm the one
And now they wanna mess with me
Say the perfume's by Yves Saint Laurent
When they say what's
wanna transform, into an angel of death
Death by the ones, who control the wealth
Blessed by the ones who make living hell
AI, smart tech, got you under
a little bit more done
A little more defeated
Yeah, just what we needed
Was a war and an inflation and the globe still heating up
Still a little bit
be kidding me
In the pass
In my class
I got Dee Dee Dee Dee
If there’s a part I hated BY far
It Would Probably be reading
No one should get
I know
You know
We lit
We gone
Blow weed
It's strong
Get money
We outta here
I told my niggas we outta here
Yea
Yeah yeah yeah
Smoking weed by
Deja vu like I was there before
Days fueled by Adderall
With some extra dose of something
You ain't ever heard before
Ay you ain't heard before
Who
status
So when his paper campaigned about immigration
Sunk our pound and caused inflation
He was getting paid in St Tropez
Meanwhile our nurses can't rest
cuz down for a ho (stupid), yeah dis world gettin wicked, inflation rising like jiffy
(youn see it?) gun laws gettin tricky (man what)
Shawdy said I
mourning God still gonn' up the sun
Inflation got life losing value we dying one by one
(Inflation got life losing value we dying one by one)
(Ay)
Gave my
Tax evasion , and inflation Go to hell, speak to Satan
I'm just chillin' with the homies And I'm chillin' with the gang
I don't know what niggas
crazy just make up shit
It'll be easy we don't have to prove it
Put it on the new for American puppets
Inflations all his fault now fuck it
Keep printing
We're doing a sequel,
We're back by popular demand.
Come on everybody, strike up the band!
We're doing a sequel,
That's what we do in
strictly raw rap
Totally intended for yours dressed in all black
With the ski mask, or the pantyhose makin' cameos
In liquor store cameras with the twin
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