Lyrics:
bonfire
Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up shit by the gunfire
Young esquire, wise guy extraordinaire
In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there,
bonfire
Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up shit by the gunfire
Young esquire, wise guy extraordinaire
In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there,
My beats bang like sum muthafuckin drummer boys
Im makin hella noise
My bass beating up my truuunk
In my trunk
I like muzik i can buuump
In my trunk
Tryna make it work, but man, these times are hard
But we're gonna start by
Drinkin' old cheap bottles of wine
Shit talkin' up all night
Sayin'
Tryna make it work, but man, these times are hard
But we're gonna start by
Drinkin' old cheap bottles of wine
Shit talkin' up all night
Sayin'
we're worth the sacrifice
Cause if we are, you need to realize
It's about time
I walked up the stairs to find three angels sound asleep
One by one
that you wear, this different time zones
Crispy calamari tears for the foals
Murder undercover strip from your clothes
Coupes for the curb, suicide
Sweat
Heidi Raye (Heidi Raye MusicMelanie Howard Music ASCAP)
Jason Afable (Jason E AfableMestizo Magic Publishing ASCAP)
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V1
I wanna see you
that you aint makin
Nip told y'all it's a marathon you still racing
But this a Landslide lil buddy call up Calicoe
It's all mechanical they thought Bully
miss you, I love you
I'm out
Well, here I go in my Land, got The Face rockin' on my sounds
Got the phone in my hand, my baby hit me two times
Gotta
, and go head up
Then I slam them asses and lyricaly
Lyrical by suprise they then avaporize
See them they don't understand a system in judicial
The ICP is
it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
It's on now
We Worldwide
Roots crew what up
Yo
I'm every MC by the name of Jay-Dee (Do it)
it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
It's on now
We Worldwide
Roots crew what up
Yo
I'm every MC by the name of Jay-Dee (Do it)
it did it worse for me
Gettin' eyes scarred, bein' weak one time ya hard
It can only do hurt to me
So I sucked up my peer pressure, and my pride
change makin' her count
She doesn't get me, so she'll never have me I'm one in her dreams and that's the amount, woah
Wait a bit, hold' up,
Hoes got their
Tropez
For all the time we never had it baba dem go pay
L'aye ti a wa yi a ma pasu
To r'aye ti a wa yi a ti laju
Mo ri wan ni nu parlor bo yen ka two
to sleep
Make it fun by counting sheep
There's so much stuff to get done
The best part is makin' it fun
I'll show you how!
Hop up and down and just get to it
tellin' all your best friends
Down Collins, in my posse it ain't hard to find a thottie
Me and baby Abu Dhabi pull up rocking Avianne
I'm a Tom Kawasaki,
Makin you forget her
Every time I pass you by
Makin you forget her
Dreamin about fantasies
You and me together
Do it rough
Do it right
Love me down eat
of weed, I said a lot of rhymes
Always fucked up in niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
but ain't nuttin like pimpin
-chat-
yo hommie you know what?
some people claim that the local rapperz ain't makin' the grade
u know what I'm sayin'? (word)
hey, what's up y'all
love waiting for me
I'm gonna make it all work out for good this time
Let's go walking by the beach tonight
And watch the sun come up on Lake Shore
foreign, get your cake up
(But you know you don't want no smoke)
Hustle Gang over everything
Shorty you know you don't want no smoke
(Shorty, you know you
on the white walls, do a design in the droplets
Psycho what you might call, but my mind is spotless
Do you like Phil Collins, have you ever heard this album
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