Lyrics:
there's a Heaven you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passing by in a stroller, remindin'
a girl's ear
But me and my people we ain't about that
We about action, action speak louder than words, yo
Action and words dripping off the tongue
judgement
Tried by jury of my peers but where the judge went?
What will my legacy be?
Who will my enemy be?
In due time as I write this rhyme
I don't
too much though
I know I look funny
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, "Howdy friend
I guess there's just us two"
He
Well, we grew up down by the railroad tracks, shootin' bibis at old beer cans
Chokin' on the smoke from a Lucky Strike somebody lifted off his old
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
turn"
The girl's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, have a turn"
The G.O.A.Ts call me to the side like, "Can we have a word?"
I could've fronted but I did
these hot broads
That's how they say they itchin' for small talk
If they weren't asking to borrow the hot spot
The chances of hearing from 'em are off by
in the salsa
I don't want no drama
I'd rather have my anaconda
Deep throated by Piranas
So takes these pills with me
Got 'em from J-D-O-G
comfy
Funny, things don't change when it's sunny
You just wearing less less less you like it comfy
And surely that dress dress dress is working on me
Girl
Ima rock with it tho
My girl be tripping over nothing
Just be blowing hot air
But that shit turn me on
So i ain’t going No Where
If a nigga looking
love and
Calls her his little Smurf
But soon they're seen by
Boys from the community that go out and fuck
White girls with impunity
Oh, gee! Misogyny
EIGHTH GRADE GIRLS,
IF THEY CAME HOME AND FOUND THEIR TWENTY-SIX-YEAR-OLD
BROTHER DANGLING UPSIDE DOWN FROM THEIR CEILING OVER
A GIANT ROBOT MADE OUT
People say
These days they feel low
They can’t wait
For a little hope
People come
And people will go
But now and then
A beacon will show
The right
I gotta tell you that you'll die tonight
You go against these people, you gon' die slow, die slow
We out in Italy on the water
Me and Strick
Taylor
Thanks for stealing
Jalen from me
That's still hella funny
Girl I know you love me
JJ Finesser
Man I'm out here
Getting Money
Money
Stacking up
People, it's time for the Ice crush
So listen to my words I bring much
Sense, as I commence, my lyrics intense
Your telephoto, break out your big
First off
How could you ever rate me secondary
Son to this rap game, shit must be hereditary
Girls want me to eat them out
Like the fridge William
the street from Jerry's Bait shop
You know the place
Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy
Except, of course, for
and shove it up your ass
Followed by the "oohs" and "aaahs"
Your foolish pride gonna fuck around and put you on the loosin' side
Who got bodied?
Nigga, you
to say, but Ima step away from losin faith
Day to day, a petty argument
People call it love, so I guess that's what we fallin in
And it's permanent.
Now I
[Talking:]
Yeah, This Dedicated To Canada Man
The Whole Up North
A Lot Of People Don't Realize How Cold It Gets During The Winter
But Listen...
watch funny shit on YouTube
I know at times I can have a couple screws loose
I'm tryna connect to your body, girl, like it's Bluetooth
You know what I
You my type of girl
I'm your type of guy
Then why we wasting time
Then why we wasting time
KiddOnTheBeat Brah
Wasting time
Wasting time
I dunno why
.jpg/300px-Andre_Kostelanetz_(1963).jpg "André Kostelanetz")
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