Lyrics:
the rhythm of the funky beat
All alone, my girl
Oh, hey, no, no, no, no, no, no
All alone you get off on your own, girl
All alone you get off on your
pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
He told me there are doubters who question my skill
They wanna put
(dance) dance (dance) dance (dance) yeah!
When I feel put down I try
To shake it off quick
With my chick by my side
The radio does the trick
I love
lamb
Got the beat bumpin in the islands by the sand
Got the beat bumpin I don't think you understand
Got the beat bumpin everywhere so I could dance
Gently down the stream
merrily, merrily, merrily
I'm living what I dreamed
ha
Yea Beats By Eclipse nigga
eating off the streams nigga
We
Eating off
rented by a crowd renter
This beat is a computer not listening
This beat is trying too hard
This beat is it even a thing?
This beat is too much, I can't
have to shake your ass to pay off them fees you
Lead by example, you have to peep it
I mastered speaking with class and reason
Moms raised me right, do
day)
Day by day (yeah, day by day)
Niggas run up on me wrong (fuck nigga we gon' spray)
I've been off the dro too long (it feel like I'm touching space)
In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm
Baby take me
And if you want a love that can't be beat
Baby take me
And if you want a love that's oh so sweet
Baby take me
I can't get you off
face with a Mach razor
Then walk away from her cause
I'm a heart breaker
This ain't an arcade or a game at all
Crossing me on an off day is like
Tossing
It's another holiday
I ain't taking none off
I been working by the bay
Never took a day off
Now she asking where I stay
Can't wait till we getting
'em words from me
That take long to cook
So some feel free in saying that we don't hunger for beats
Not that we not hungry, just picky in what we eat
And all that shit real too, ah
I ain't gon' stop i see the
I'm ain't gon' stop i'm ain't haha
We The Best Music
I took the top off the Maybach
I
stop
Ya mash on the gas roll right by they ass
Slap Dresta in the dash yeah,
Hook:
guaranteed to hear something sweet uh,
Gangsta Beat 4 Tha
admit
Noddin off by half past six
Yu a racist I smoke mix
Drugs left me with half my wits
Catch me walkin round on some faggot shit
But somehow I'm still
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
enough
Yuh, yuh
I'm hyped off adrenaline
This rush it got me feeling in
Ready to turn up
I can't turn down
The age we living in
Pumped up from this beat
the way I rap
8 bars is all I need to get her in my lap
No finish, huh
My beats like somebody with a sawed off
Every time I shoot your head is gonna pop
Ooh, gotta be cool baby, you know what I'm saying?
Jump out your car in the middle of the street
Open up your trunk, let the bass beat
Go 'head,
listen closer if you let the check speak
I keep fire cause niggas respect heat
Look, I spit fire then come up the best beats
I said I pull the spot from
to blast off hyper boosters
Flow so cold like it comes from a glacier
Rhyming to the beat comes like second nature
Smoking on some pounds by the mother
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