Lyrics:
'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19, to 2019, been murderin' this
from tears to cheers, things we did should be listed
In a pyramid, studied by a little kid
Talked about by old jacks with slacks
Can I move
somewhere that we could never go
No tracks by the rov from apolo
The landers scotch tape, foil, and poles
The earth should look bigger than the moon in its
Until you're cheddar head
And watch the way I navigate, ha ha ha ha ha
(Ha! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha)
Change, change, change, change
Every little thing that
been the same
And my production selection is still flame
But they love you on the
Come up 'cause you ain't
Tainted by fame And you
Still they little
When I look back, the sweetest thing I ever knew
Way I felt that, the sweetest kiss I ever blew
Left me off track, she broke my little heart in two
home
I full of flavor mate lekker de smak
I met the devil himself hell he jumped on a track
I tell you what
Good life the good life
I'm living that
Good
missin'
The life I live, fit for a King
Now all I need fine little dime that's sharin my shine
We sit back, watch the haters go by
I'm not tryna'
thing man, rock on
The victory is almost there, just a little bit of
The victory is almost there, just a little bit of
KRS, Wild Style'n today
I
took a different route
As I ditched them one by one
When things just started to get Come home full on
So stop thinking about
What I could have done
took a different route as i ditched them one by one
When things just started to get come home full on
So stop thinking bout what I could have done
money and then go to bed
With the wife of their only friend
Ev'ry little thing you do is destroyed
By that weirdo government
And what about education?
Who said good things only come to you if you wait
Last I checked nobody got shit done that way
Rome wasn't built in a goddamn day
But it was built
how to feel
I wanted what they had back in the fourth grade
Family vacas, you know I did it all
Just to see my little sis by a waterfall
My great
them thing-things with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling cool-cool with you
Chilling cool-cool with you
Hot degrees anti-freeze, chilling
As soon as your back is turned treason is planned
When every good thing's laid to rest
By the governments hate, by the constitution and their lies
Louisiana, little Bessie, girl that I once knew
She told me just to come on by, if there's anything she could do
Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I
by my wrist I gave the pot whoopings
You ain't bout no gun action stop woofing
N***as shoot diss tracks we shot bullets
Made 5K on the corner
to claim another victim
Disfunction to the system like a brain aneurysm
Somethin a little different that's the way that I be spittin
The same thing every day
(recording)
Track one "Where's Your Mommy"
Parody of Toby Keith's "Who's Your Daddy".
Enjoy
Go to sleep little baby
Before the boogie man gets you
When you'll
been doing this on my own
And I'm still myself just a little bit grown
Got a little more serious tone when I record
And a little less energy when there
she looked me in my eye, stopped me dead in my tracks no lie
She's a dime ninety nine can't believe I let the woman walk by
It was a Tuesday afternoon
missin'
The life I live, fit for a King
Now all I need fine little dime that's sharin my shine
We sit back, watch the haters go by
I'm not tryna'
and gold plate things
Cause I'm the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour
The ladies know I'm the man with the power
And now that you know a little more
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