Lyrics:
vigorous
Stroke that nigga like a zig zag rolled cigarette,
And I do it to get my dick wet
Brain grain rotten, I was a 12 year old gettin' raped by my
right
I feel so high
I come alive
I need to be free with you tonight
I need your love
I need your love
All the years
All the times
You
Hmph, "Is that a disease"
I can hear somebody ask
"Well make me sick until I die"
I can hear somebody laugh
Yeah I um
I used to laugh too
Until I lost
the good days
Hook
50 Cent & Mary J.:
50 Cent:
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homie until my heart stop (Good days!!)
Mary J.:
And a little sip of faygo, too
'till I get my shit, in this motherfucker I won't never die!
So anyway
50 years pass, all my homies are old ass fucks
I
I think it's been ten years since I might have slept
Typewriter keys keep banging on my head
I'm writing replies and quippy rejections
To I miss
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
the whole park - it was 10
15 minutes until we got out
She really hasn't changed she really don't
Act like, "I'm this person" or
"I'm that person" She just
It started off wack
But in the words of a ten year old, my shit was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth
shit
It was that or die of starving
He was nice he really knew what was love
Until his moma reclaim her property
She wasn't alone a big motherfucker was
to a butcher there by the name of Billy Brown.
And I wore the bloody apron for three long years or more,
Until I shipped on board the Ocean Queen, belonging
Laughs
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yo
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why
until Friday to record this next idea so maybe by then I’ll play it differently
Maybe my mood will change by then and it’ll end up sounding slower
my
Son is that what you want?
Just tell me after all the tweets and posts
You made thru the years disrespecting me
And my family I still have love for
vibes, you know I'm outchea hustlin'
Ten toes down, I gotta get that money
After the love, you know, the tears gon' come, baby
That stupid love, it make
When I went and I was heated right after
I went and for like a year i don't know
If there was a moment when I realized
Shit was best for me
But my mom
[Intro: Royce]
I'ma hit you until you, hit you until you
Hit you until you, hit you until you
I'ma hit you until you, hit you until you
Hit you until
the top in press in alive
Nigga got shot in 95
Never be after came out with live
My grand theft broke but I had the drive
Round 2k when my grade was 5
Had
the morning comes
I've got many secrets that I've kept to myself
Even after all these years
Still told nobody else
My first forever love
I will never forget
Miley Cyrus
That's a tear in my eye that I ain't cried
It's some paths to a milli homie, you ain't tried
I count ten by fives, I'm always halfway there
coming from
Imagine after ten years, you're finally coming up
Your family, your friends, ain't nobody give a fuck until now
Now everyone is hating 'cause
in the cold
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die
We can be shot at, battered
Can't explain the way I felt
Too many years I seen my brothers die
And I can't say that shit was really that fly
But I used to gangbang when I was younger
I don't wanna be your friend after this
So I'ma get this out real early
Suck my dick!
I seen this shit comin' in plain sight
We waitin'
.png/286px-Ten_Years_After_(1970).png "Ten Years After")
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