Lyrics:
gone catch me
Tef-Lon or Mr. Real Spit
Holla at me
Written by: Jason Williams
Ascap # 548098614
gravitated toward my ment-ality
My spiritual stamina
(God)
I've been praying Mr. Lamar
I promise
Spitting scripture on script
Splitting heads when I shift
But
underground yo
From the crown of notty hair that I wear to the funk feet
Wonder why the sisters dig the brother missin five teeth
Peace I gots to rock so
yo
From the crown of notty hair that I wear to the funk feet
Wonder why the sisters dig the brother missin five teeth
Peace I gots to rock so pass
not free you from being responsible
They say a brother gotta crooked mind
Like short sleeves up in the winter time
Mr. Nice Watch don't work it can't
awakin' from a non forsaken nap
Hello mother, when you left I was no mellow brother
I put on my red, killed 'em all dead and I did it with my fellow
Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
Legendary
(Gangsta Grillz)
Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
But the thing you know best is "Bought
to find out why they call
Me Mr blow it by the O i'm smoking on stage
Roll a blunt up at a show
While my niggas getting paid
Throwing money on the floor
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin' (by)
That's why I'm with you to this day, boo, no frontin'
Even when the skies
Atlanta's bad boy, Mr. Eastside himself
A to the K, Jose Williams Jr
Yeah, ride through [?] with my hat bent to the left
The Eastside Chevy rida
Ay yo
twinning up
Really not enough
Brodie tryna pick these n's off
Rolling by streets
Hitting up my exes tryna find out 'bout me
Bro we chilling five deep
Had 'em
the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane (yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G.I.
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
properly
Geography was invented by Eratosthenes
My wariness of hubris derived from Sophocles
One mid summer night I dreamt of a time
In a quiet Hamlet where
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that P.A.T, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
done Mr. Kim, I shrunk 'em down to ticks
Just hit me at noon with sixty dollars and two knicks
I gotta split, yo va, ah ill kicks
What's the shit,
Imperium jak Boot Camp
Champion Sound jak Brother Ali
Na bicie Puzzla jak Amandela Rakim
Faczyński i Kidd jak Akrobatik i Mr. Lif
Robić to gówno ciężko
have feared five hundred men,
O roaring Clyde, you roar so loud
Your streams are wondrous strong
Make me a wreck as I come back
And spare me as I'm
have feared five hundred men,
O roaring Clyde, you roar so loud
Your streams are wondrous strong
Make me a wreck as I come back
And spare me as I'm
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
To be a spot against the sky's colossal gloom
And land deflated in some neighbor's state that's strewn
With ninety-nine others
Eight Chinese brothers
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