Lyrics:
and walk right out the door
Ask God for forgiveness for them times before
And now I'm rocking Christian I'm talking Dior
Don't want no hellcat I want me
questioning
This new president
Nuke threatening
News meddling
All on Twitter better pipe down fore you get sniped out
All inside of the White House
It's lights
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
'bout me being missin'
Worldwide sympathy O'hene was trendin'
Three days later my untimely death's invented
Press was avoided and only given a sentence
to go and spend my days like that no
Everything I said I take back
I don't want to lose you girl I just got back
Everything I said I take back
Running out
this
Is what she finds degrading: to work day
And night to get those features down
To make actual magic and to make it come
Out in full articulation,
revenge how
Wow shit right now a motherfucker
Really out here running wild
In public with the referee they
Trynna flag it down
We really had our run-ins
Had
leaving me no choice, but to raise these three kids all by myself
I will not wait for you
A gift
To come home
I threw the candles out
Left your food
the whippering dong
Now shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Shut the door keep down to south
Not any track is turning but
track is turning, but the race is in my head.
I'm attacking the illusion, but the stopping drives me mad.
Time is running out, and the illusion fades
care or do you not really give a shit?
I don't care no more, standing out the door
I'm still playing nice now
Why you gotta play around?
Fight anyway,
time you out the hood
That's good now stay on the grind
Some days, I'm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I'm still by myself
These days
or not
It's that no mood to play, move out the my way
Yo, I been whistlin' this tune from throughout the day
Hey, yo, this is that ol' y'all niggas
Prepare for Attack on the Stars
Prepare for Attack on the Stars
Five, four, three, two, one
Begin attack
Begin attack
Ah, hip, Swass, down
right?!
(Beat Change) V21 Woman 3
Same here!
V22 Woman 4
Me too!
V23 Woman 1
My husband said,
Dear woman, “you’re out of your head!”
(Beat Change) V24
Knocking on the door extra hard and shit
Like you just stressed out or something)
My nigga, I don't even know where to begin
Dog (What happened, man?)
Look,
[Chuck D]
Damn back again up on track again
Some of why'all black again it got dark
On your mark get set
Out of sight out of mind
Hyprocites
got some Hitta's by my side always down for a ride
That's three sixty five I could hit you with the Three piece
Yeah, You don't wanna repeat
Cuz I've
That Ellery' step in that bitch so clean
Button down shirt, khaki pants no jeans
It been a long day, let the song play track 3
Give me 2 drinks, 10 piece
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
where your mouth is
Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out
I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground
I'm a stranger here I'm going down
opinions but holding laryngitis
See I don’t hear ‘em, I’m a winner by law
Track em down like the subway
When they sub par
Sub-zero everytime I jump in
hard to speak?
Getting harder to swallow and breathe
By the minute, see
Puke my guts out
Hack and couch my lungs out
Stash is running low
So i better
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i'm
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