Lyrics:
when I kick a curse in a verse, I say nope
Grab you by your hand, wash you're mouth out wit soap
Thinking to be the last one wit the bad lingo
time high, they couldn't know it was raw
You would die if you smoked it, too potent to snort
If you think by the bar, you probably choke on the thought
Yeah, lets celebrate
My mom, my dad, Mustafa, Keith, Uncle Richard
My Grandparents, Julio, Neil, and anyone else that we lost
Let’s have a good time
one!
The odds on favor in Battlefont
Is a titan who's knelt before no one
He's the one they all know, he's
The star of the show
And he goes by Times New
Slicker
The weights getting bigger
I've been in the gym working out on my figure
Okay
You do the same and get thicker
If I'm watching over my Richard
moons have come and gone
No one else has come along
You're still the one for me
After all this time has passed
Only one thing seems to last
You're still
so consistent, Reg. I just cant remember the last time he had a bad game; just so focused, takes up great positions on the field and has this calmness
Yeah, oh, na-na
Shot after shot
I can get you Fendi, Prada, Christian, Gucci
Baby, spend some time, I spend this change like loose leaf
Hot
Written by richard kerr & graham lyle
The last guest has gone
I can tell you're as thankful as I
A good time was had by all
And a little wine
I
creeping in,
Have you said the things that mean the most,
Coz tonight could be the last time
So tired of this roller coaster,
Getting older, circling
prominent
Figures and events across time
Thus, cataloging and commenting on the context each text provides, till I reach back and
Find the jewels popular
and then I wrecked and then I copped another one
Smoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come
Gettin' them bales up by the metric ton, hit
Cash on my plate I ain't missing no supper
Spent time in her mouth but I never did cuffer
She was to bad had my mind in the gutter
Richard Mill gold
a homeboy from back in the day
His name was Richard, some called him Rick
But if you knew him like me, you'd call him Dick
When we were growin up, we stuck
a homeboy from back in the day
His name was Richard, some called him Rick
But if you knew him like me, you'd call him Dick
When we were growin up, we stuck
leave leave
2). the last airbender (ft. Bravura Forever)
[00:09:00] I was doing fine by myself 'til you came along
[00:15:00] Now you the intro to my
the booth a lot
They gave my dawg life in the cell, he got to do salaat
He say he pray five times a day, and I'm gon' scoop him out
Watch me
Richard on my
sure I would work
I ain't need everything fast makin' it last
Gotta watch out for the snakes in the grass
I made sure
That I couldn't be defeated,
spiteful nazis can blame us for your decadence
Like Richard Wagner a pastor or some other imbecile
I'll burn it like a light to icicle or some bigoted
False
know about times it was lit
Seventeen summers been runnin' this shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I heard lil' shawty was fuckin' a Crip
Bought her a blue
yachts or we can do jets whenever we lunchin' (yeah, yeah)
We doin' three at a time, no lie, this life is a bungee (yeah, yeah)
I was damn near out my
my whip looks like it should be owned by Jeremy Clarkson or Richard Hammond
Feds pull me like I'm a drug baron
Chatting bare shit, can't understand
way
Toxic acid children, don't know any other way
My nigga, how many times do I have to remind you that?
Stepped in the place, now they climbin'
ain't, Beat oppression
With, Music, Til, It hurts
Sight, For the mind, Have a good time!
I represent, Educated
Underpaid working
Class poor
Overruled, By
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