Lyrics:
I am the capital, H-E-V rappable
King ambassador with more, who's quite a radical
My style's like particular, extra-curricular
Sit back relax,
Black Supahero
Produced By: DialupBeats
Lyrics Written By: F.A.M.E
Let's Go
Ya kno wats going on this that timeless shit
This for every made nigga
with my ruler
Look, little mama, this Big Daddy Kane will ruin ya
You need Dr. Dre to get biz on ya
So I slide to your crib and drop a few Crustified
a queen had to be a king too
You worked every hour and you cooked and cleaned too
That little bit of flour made a three-course meal
That's why your
turnin' Winter, c'mon little mama Jackson
Slow like water, no Beats by Dre, but beats by your father
I always think about you when I'm high, yeah, yeah
in to this rapconyms
Yeah It's happening
Call me D-R S-L-I-M-E-R
Doin' Right, Sippin' Little Iced Mojitos Eating Raisins at the bar
Drugs Rule, So
gospel, sinner is what they call ya
I know we look a little strange and we the gang my lane is what I offer
3 dimensional altar with a ego on top
leaving bars in a wreck
My team will win by a mile and 3 steps
My Mama need a house on a course
Step Pops need clubs
My daddy need equipment
Gramblin alum
muchluvgang so player
King Hardy Montana I'm the king of the jungle
The shit I been thru you little niggas would crumble
I don't do no talking
I'm quiet but
(They can’t wait to mention me)
Hello nice to meet ya, I go by Naiomi (I go by Naiomi)
And I know they mad at me (Know you mad!)
I’m a prodigy
Mama up in
You know since day one, we probably never ever had shit
But I know everybody feel like a king or queen in they own way
You know, look
Wake up
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
I think back when I just hung with my dawgs
My mama could never keep a man 'cause we was running him off
Needed a father figure but I don't like how
dachten dat we onder lagen
Ik ben voor iets aan het zorgen heb een plan voor morgen
Kan nog 100 rondjes door op mijn kapotte schaatsen
Go and get your
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
so we equally appointed
First four hundred years, see we actually enjoyed it
Constitution written by the W.E.B. Du Bois
Were no reconstructions,
F.A.M.E
Woke up to a eviction notice on the door
Mama cried said I can't take it nomore
Said she tired of gettin high
& the crazy life she Livin
of mama's kids
Unconditional love, what I show to seven siblings
Shout out Heidi, Mara, Emmita, Naysha, Roberto, and Benjamin
I shout them all out by name
with a pocket full of lint
But mama look at me now, little Stan is the man
And people go out they way to take pictures and shake my hand
I could run
just take half and bust 'em out
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by
just take half and bust 'em out
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by
your little squad bitch
I'll get 'em all hit
I'm a God bitch
Bow down and bless a king and do your job bitch
You don't want me please believe it bae I'm
anything but sit and look at them
I'm gonna say, well, I was part of that
I never intend for my children to look at me and be ashamed and say
Mama, why
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