Lyrics:
everybody. So I learned cut out the middle man, make it all for everybody, always. Everybody can't turn around and tell everybody, everybody already knows, I
make it through
When I make it through
Imma come for you
And imma do it again
Imma do it again
Again and again
And Again and again
And Again and again
Ehhhh
Last year use me play pocker
Ehhh
Dis year we go dey proper
Nd d devil try us e go see thunder
Look I pray we make it out
Not by our power but
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
the ladies in the place, to my house we go
Freakin in the den just to make you move
Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove
As DJ Flash, cuts so mean
That
it's shower man season
One more pic for the 'Gram, then I'm leaving, rah
Come so far
Can't be buying things with no yard
Yeah, straight fire ting, I
INTRO
Dark work haunted soul tormented thoughts dead boy
Dark world name dat a go by
Shoot head
Make it flat like house ply send me a hell a crispy
thế
Hold your body so tight when we make it feel it
Make it rain all night let me see you shake it
Hold your body so tight when we make it feel it
Make it
love me at my worst
If the Lord could breathe, and make a man up out of clay
Then, why wouldn't I believe that my God could make a way
If He said it
Man, shall nuh leave by bread wan
Bot haffi leave by every Word
Weh come from God
Every morning me berry it starve
Me gweh pon di table deh me pree
get by it man
Buy it right then start a riot, I know she was starting a fight
Can't even stress on a fire, but the bitch was kind of fey
Smacked her
ayalolo like that
Hypertensive, ago make your BP rise, Blood Adey come flow by heart
It's not even we eye red like that
We dey filter rap like Ebi pic,
Brickatu, brickatu, man gon' make them fall
Brickatu, brickatu, smash his head off the wall
We raised by wolves in the crack den
We the Chicago Bulls,
make it
Nothing like them
They're nothing like me
I talk got a price tag
They talk cheap
I don't like most man don't like me
My circle small they're not
on everybody screens
Do it make you wanna scream?
T.O.M all I claim s/o the team A.M.C
Wassup Racine yea ABG
bOoDaGtHaTzMi smokin to ease the pain
Marching band
Man life been so hard on me
By the grace of God I still get through
I know somebody watching over me
N now that you gone I hope you do too
I can't
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
it’s dateline
Man she looking good by the waistline
Splash on that shit like it’s high tide
Man she looking good by the bedside woah
Fuck it Imma get it
a trapper
But you only sold weed innit
Never had man dem lookin' for you
Coz dem man got beef innit
I don't fight man I just squeezi'n it
Den my bro
put it together den we jumped up in the game
Then Big Momma told me boy you gon' be a star
But I never thought I'd make it from the hood and go so far
at promo, yo
Way u talk true den lek for suck-teeth.
I got the keys to success like a lock smith.
Me man den all Dey fast so we be like Fuck it (eat).
Komot
another girl lick it off, I'm a dumb nigga
Since a young nigga, I've been a made man
My bitches come with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a whole bag, then
takes another man's life
Heaven help the man who makes the other man fight
Heaven help the man who fears the other man because he got a tan or he black
fucking with them niggas they all some hoes
I cant hustle with these niggas they all den told
Did it once do it again so they all gone fold
She got approved
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