Lyrics:
Man, fuck your nonsense
I got five senses
Bullshit ain't one, you cunt
So bye, bitch
I make spots hot with hiphop like Scott or Slipknot
You not
back, ramped up, we on ten
It's a marathon and look, we comin' for the win
Just like Puff told Christopher, we gon' win big (c'mon)
Put the whole
and
Witch doctors aren't just in
Africa if you look
In the LA papers of a Sunday morning
You'll see the local variety
Advertising their wares
Like suit's with
Hey, demon killer everyday, that's just how we do it
Bible Blicky stay right by my side, ain't no option to it
Word of God, fill me up, I need some holy
at you like boom
Mike and Dave stangle on the ATV, (we're gonna die)
It's my girls and me
My crew and us we just cruisin' doin'
Fuckin' backflips off
conspiracy theories say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my ghost from the grave
VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless
me a beat Q....
[GR8 Scott]
You ain't nothin' kid, you a ugly muthafucka, say your shit kid....
[Swel Boogie]
Come on super belly, fat man....
"KRS-One"
It's elementary
Elementary
DJ Scott LaRock and I, KRS-One
Our mother's first son and no, we'll never run
From complex situations like
want to hear
The sound of Mike Balls in their ear
You've just tuned in to radio Mike
He got draw fags Rizla and the raps you like
Like PJ and Duncan
become new
Like a diamond in the rough
You shine just like the sun
Father I need you now
More than ever before
To show up and restore me
Mike
path
Just humble yourself and receive
He calls us by our name but we are too deaf to heed
When a new pronoun comes out
People are like, "Yeah that's me"
my mama, please tell her I said, "Say something"
I'm starting to believe ain't no such thing as heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If
on the stand
But I love it when she call me by my rapper name
She say go head and get the money just don’t ever change
I got the volume to the max I’m riding in
too clever, however
I own my own label
Partners with Scott Larock, he's on the turntable
And partner lee smith
I'm exercising a true gift just
Tingin sa taas
Kneeling down
In the secular
Masipag mahal ko
Ang tao ko
Street Bible beat you like my rival
Staying up and down
We ain't down
What
These niggas don't beez in the trap
They like bees in this track
Just smoked out
I ain't talking 'bout what you toke out
Get choked out fo'rilly
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
destroyed but that's when Thanos
Goes and grabs his gauntlet
Scott Lang just got out of prison
Times is real tough
Hank Pym tested him to see
If he could
Now is it easy? Not always
But my eyes on Yahweh
I’m ‘bout this like all day
I’m unashamed, forget what y’all say
This that everyday thing
I'm just
question, I act like I did not, y’all talkin bout Mike
Man, just get off of his cock, if I pull, then you loose like a slip knot
They know how I rock, he gon’
dream of
Them exotic leathers, like she got a Celine plug
The feds fucked up Tip, them fuck niggas killed Nip
I'm like '96 Olympics, I'm just tryin'
Contra Code
Mike Tyson Contra Code
I got the Double A, Double B, Start, Select
Mic check
Catch wreck with a mitt, Like a Catcher
Like a Catcher, Like I
stay repping for the Jeff who got
The new subs in the old whip
Bumpin' Spose shit on his way to the brew pub
Rappers say they scoop nugs like Snoop does
done by Mr. Zappa that I think are unfair to our country.
I think, from the beginning, to say that this is going to be balanced, when he has this
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