Lyrics:
the same 'chete
So 'Raw' I'm 'Delirious' nigger it ain't Eddie!
It don't matter I don't chatter at all to y'all,
The new data is out of an old catalog,
808 Mafia this beat is so sick, bitch
Yeah
I'm in the trap boy mansion on a dead end
(Dead) with them young niggas that'll
Bust your head in
And y'all can't stand it 'cause they're gettin' bigger than y'all
Oh, and by the way
How'd I look on the VMAs?
When you was watchin' me from whatever
(yeah)
Back to my old ways
I can't show no mercy (nah)
And I sipped the whole thing
Got my vision blurry (blur)
My cup need a shower
Pour a 4, my shit is
of my life been lied to, misled
Voices be like, "Don't you wish you was dead?"
No ground to place my feet
I feel the fire under me
A way out is all I
i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed
ways she can find the man
Only if I change my ways she can find the man
Who is better than me she never found the man
She said I'm a great I'm a great
by the fours
so in other words, nah man, skip the explanation
see that what the rewind's for, so be patient
'cause this is the direction that my pen
Fuck is you saying
Them niggas ain't me
Them niggas ain't P
I got better hands
Come fuck with the man
Fuck do you mean
Fuck is you saying
Fuck is you
When i'm sittin' here playin' my guitar tonight
With a glass of brandy on the rocks, lookin' at the moonlight
Reminisce on old times and i think that
and this old dead man
Droning on and on about his missing hand
Beautiful lakeside view of gray water
And the disgusting smell of years old copper
Sense
way I'm letting you out of it alive
(Chorus)
Inside The Slayer
There is a heart so cold
That takes the place
Of one that grew too old
Now you know how
a dead man)
You're officially dead, from now on you are now marked for death
(Marked for death lil nigga!)
I'm a fill you up wit lead, from now on you are
names.. it's [ ] the champagne
Ya'll niggas is lame.. my niggas ain't sane..
Who you fuckin' with?
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)..
Then
names.. it's [ ] the champagne
Ya'll niggas is lame.. my niggas ain't sane..
Who you fuckin' with?
[Ja Rule] (01)
Ya'll niggas wanna dead.. (who?)..
Then
school Cutlass Supreme
Thirty-five cents to my name and that's fo' a blunt man
The way thangs goin' today I might as well be dead, so dread
The voices
Just how many old me's that you could find
Dead to me
I do mean two me's dead you see
'Cos if truth be
Told the old and new me
There's lead through 'em
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
on door to ask the old codger
Akin asks her dad and he
Makes a little speech
But all he gets is a no
Like a kick in the teeth
'Cause his grandad's from
the old man
And drink it with him till I can't stand
Never been so lonely when I get home
I'm gonna hit up all the homies
And then we'll get stoned
See my
You niggaz soft like baby food
'Round the world niggaz pay me dues
While you niggaz sing the same old song like Sadies do
Grown man nigga, baby who?
the pack, this is a marathon
You start off fast then you weezin' in the back
So even if I slack, I got enough lee-way
To put out The Reason by the Mac,
bang bang, yes my mouth is what dry
I'm gon wreck shop
Gots to send it to that Miller
Boys dead and gone
Yes I'm a born thriller
Gots to watch
bang bang, yes my mouth is what dry
I'm gon wreck shop
Gots to send it to that Miller
Boys dead and gone
Yes I'm a born thriller
Gots to watch
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