Lyrics:
looking kinda icy
Know your boy sweet like a Hi-C
Got that hammer, I'm Bob The Builder
Talking bout the beat by the way
I am not a killer
24K on the neck
the wazol
Only smoking with the crew
My back is hurting from carrying all These rappers imma need a muasse
Man my girl looking like a muse
And she say I'm oh
I'm a wolf
She want pick up where we left off
Bruk her back and then take off
See them man and they swept off
I'm a wolf
She want pick up where we
my momma raised to be a man
I'm not concerned with the next man, gettin money, that's my plan
I'm on the road with that boy Unique, I'm po'n drank he
I’m glad I heard that
I’m glad I heard that guy say that Lance
Because I missed that
I missed the second chapter
Where it talks about these three rivers
of my life
No ones, above you, I'm so glad you are my wife
I didn't meet tom, that long ago
But I gotta say he's an awesome juggalo
With how he treats
mankind. I'm just glad I made it
Satan sending his shots at me, I just bob and weave like I did the matrix
Rolling slow like a Rollie pollie, I been bugging
a day
Once a day all day long
And once a night from dusk till dawn
The only time I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day every day all day long
I'm so glad
Beckett by Phyllis Carey says Catherine
Malloy and I'm searching for Joyce n Beckett. In the Heart of the
Hibernian Metropolis, Joyicity, events of all
many men just wanna pretend
Times ticking but I ain't talking big ben
New man in christ transformed by the word
Now i'm moving like i'm the new 10
I told
I'm so glad you're awake
That you're not like the others
'Cause they're so straight-laced
And no fun
And gosh, that's nice
That lingerie
Makes
a visit I pay - and does it pay!"
And his friend, Liquid Len by name,
Of Wine, Women and Wandsworth fame,
Said "I'm breaking the legs of the bastard that
of your old commodores
Man was I glad to see them
There was Earnest Tubb Marty Robbins Red Foley
Lefty Frizzell Tennessee Ernie Ford
I dreamed I was there
know I don't fold under pressure
I'm back on the road, I get low on the pedal
We live by the codes of the ghetto
I'm closing this out with my memo
I'm the truth, tell it, loud weed yellin'
Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we don't sell it
What I blow'll make a plane go
Them bitches say
a brick
Flip that shit man we gotta do it all again
Once I do this shit man I really don't need friends
Man I made every dollar all by myself Man I'm
Brandon Miller
Yeah
Giving straps to killers
In the red with the dead
I'm a walking thriller
Keep the hammer by my side
Bitch I'm bob the builder
Heavy
So bob ya head now, if you stuck in the slums
A put ya head down, when ya running from guns
They want ya dead now, buried under the sun
You put your
I been the man
Just gotta stay focus and stick to the plan
Stay on my pivot I'm facing the the band
Free all my cousins that's locked in the can
I
Check it out i’m a artist ‘til my
Motherfuckin’ arteries close
A couple Winehearts
A couple Bob Marleys to roll
If I did my job
You won’t forget
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
niggaz hit this man, cause ain't nuttin but X's on my hitlist, man
And I'm a business man in the city, don't force the kid
I'm a gangsta once I cross
rose to the occasion (It's drippin' right down my lap)
Now, I'm a dead man!
The unspoken truth
Denial of youth
Solicited by crude
In your day to day
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