Lyrics:
the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
By so many other motherfuckers that ain't you, and it's bugged
'Cause you keep fuckin' with us, we keep
fucked by a stick of dynamite
You're weak nigga, you bout to die up in your sleep
The overlord of rap will never meet defeat
Pain and agony, I don't touch
stacking, strict as Joe Jackson training
Five kids to blow
Fraction of my mind died years ago
Miserable drunk beers at most
Swung at by school principal then
with my initials
Get stabbed by the guy who sent you
I'mma sign, send you the pollution, environmental
I'm a giant pistol, you're a kung fu guy
It's
I'm on my Michael Jackson shit
Beat it like I'm Mike, Joe Jackson shit
Out like a light, yeah, I can make it happen
Watch the give me the crown I'm with
Nasty Nas is a rebel to America
Police murderer, I'm causing hysteria
My troops roll up with a strange force
I was trapped in a cage and let out by
Unh
There are certain parts of life
That you wish you could just
Do over
Especially when you're young
And you have no idea..that some moments
They
the fiens, come by some soft
Big ass glizzy hold a 50, we aboutta run down
Choppa get to clapping at a nigga big ass 556
Talking crazy get you're ass shot in
of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you're judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They'll kill you if you
the hypocrites
Or side with the suckers, by choice
It makes no difference, that you're a product of environment
Is just coincidence, the world's a violent place
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
wicked actions
I want to rock wit you like Michael Jackson
(coughing) Erick what slow down baby
You're not Seal so why you actin Crazy
I
At by Jaleel Jackson
Naw, naw Ricky Mel where your ass was at,
You tried to use material but it was attention that I lacked,
Plus you're too
both imagine
Keep your dough stackin
Jersey, Beau Jackson, no slackin
You want me dead? It won't happen
So don't ask em, yea
I hear you motherfuckers
damn Jack till the pains over
Fuck, matter of fact, I ain't staying sober
Cause balling is all I know like Joe DiMaggio
I used to be blonde, hair long,
raised by psycho-crazed lumberjacks.
So in a battle I be stabbin',choppin' M-C'ss like trees,
Piece-by-piece buildin' cabins.
I'm a maniac magician,
eating bat soup while I get stacks of dough
And you're wack if I catch you asking "Who's Joe?"
My imagination's wild like I'm having insanity
BRB "big
don't get hit by the bolt of lightning
Striking you down 'cause you're fronting
A dead leader can't tax your mind
Therefore he's not a threat to your
chain
And you're Dead by Daylight, dead by day
Don't like me then tell my face, this shit is my lane
Motherfucker death's a race, you don't even place
The first time
A song
You're like
I need to hear that
Again right now
Like
Jason Derulo's
Want to Want Me
Or
Julia Michaels's
Issues
Or Jack's song
I Want
hog tied,
How could you fail?
How many dead people voted by mail?,
How many black people you keep in jail,
How many ballets end up in the dumpster
toting, drinking
Riding on our motherfucking enemies
Have you lost your fuckin' mind?
Joe, you're making a terrible mistake i'm
Not gonna let you make it
And now you're lookin' down a barrel though, nigga
You more terrified than a fatter Joe, Nigga
Don't be a pussy for pussy, my nigga
Don't be a asshole
of back-to-back twins
Dead fetuses falling out all over, Jack is back again
The Ripper's at your service, girl, I can see that you're nervous
But I barely
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