Lyrics:
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
And shoot me twenty-five times in the same spot (ow!)
I think I got a generation brainwashed
To pop pills and smoke pot 'til they brains rot (uh-oh)
Stop
Vinia will make you holler
As you stand at attention, did I forget to mention?
Mcs will give me twenty if I sense that they act funny
Lyrics are
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
warnings
Living filthy to get it, fuck writing lyrics
High status in traffic
Bad energy, getting static
Day and night like Gladys, Kid Cudi
Man on the moon,
to sleep
But I do know that these
Louis's go in my feet
And the critics they found how these
Lyrics do go over beats
Twenty-k shopping when dude go overseas
car for the low
Low price and APR you were given
With no payments for the
First twenty-four months
And we pay your closing costs and sales tax
With
that
Believe me
Artificial rappers artificial lyrics
Artificial goals artificial spirits
But I'm different yea yea I'm different
And my g20 transmission
ain't me I'm just saved by
your grace
Raised by your Spirit, the dopest that I know
The lyric in my flow, the ending to my ego
Best believe I'll never let
me and the cipher troop
With the Teflon lyrics that you can't get through
With the twenty-two automatic rap you pack, what?
You ain't hittin' with
Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alleged, full-fledged, sledge RZA
Story
When I wrote the lyrics to Something to Believe
In it truly was the hardest lyrics I ever had to write.
It was a time in my life that,
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
to a fucked up galaxy
Consumed by so many little bitty fallacies
Gotta find another way to get up
Out of the hell that they're handing me
Unstoppable like
on the stars on the Michelin
I need a whole movie trailer so people don't fuck with the boy out of Michigan
Two heads just bopping, followed by plenty more
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Designed for divine ears
For the wise peers that treat it like fine wine after the glass cheers
Look
Fifth march two thousand twenty one
It's so
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
underground
Yeah right by the water, can't do right by ya daughter (no)
But look at all the shit that I done bought her (hmm?)
See lyrics ain't nothin' if
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean
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