Lyrics:
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
to give
I've been on low stressing
Been down on my face now I'm looking up
Was down yesterday
It's a different date
Fuck da past two minutes fuck the past
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind
The beginning or the end
So people keep your head
"the finisher"
Forbidden fruit, watch for the Adam's apple
Slick with words don't hate me, son
What you eat don't make me shit
And who you fuck don't
Crowd with strangers
I can't relate
Cities burning
So much hate
A world gone crazy
I felt alone
Like the last one
Then through the fall out
Choking
I'ma shoot it up like a drive-by (drive-by)
Montana been goin' off (off)
Keep your eye on your bitch when we slide by (slide by)
When we slide, when
Take what I want make sweet like soufflé
Might make it break 2 in like Tuesday
That's the way we roll we do things
Had a good day feeling good like
Baby I ain't a weatherman but I seen my share of weather
And how long will it take you sheep to put two and two together
Well, we been warned by
Put me in a homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone by me please, all I see is hate
I can hardly breathe, and I can hardly take it
We all made of
Two sides one full of love and one full of hate
When the latter comes through we act blind to hide the pain
It’s easier to be ignorant
make corrections. I cant add the no color in
Didnt two created that. You just want my black rage
You just want my heart to beat 1,000 times per minute
Dear God I know you got things to do
But can I talk to you, for a minute or two
I'm tired of seeing my homies dying
Bullet shells, paramedics,
(Hoooold up, wait a minute!
Ganksta NIP, it's not fitted)
They say by time I hit the weed, the psycho wants to see blood
Images of Jason drownin children
Let's fall back, we need to
Wait come back, I need you
Blinded by love, still see you
Leave now, no stay there
Hate love, but you care
Break up, then
way still sabi make i knack am
Two by Two make ein enter menopause
Steal ein shine I be that Arsene Lupin
Pass me the (pills)
Pass me the (Rom)
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Parody of Sold: The Grundy County Auction by John Michael Montgomery (R. Fagan/R.Royer), Of Music (ASCAP)/RobbRoy West Music (BMI)
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You used to be stackin' when you was the mackin'
But that's alright, it's a small thing, a small thing
A two-minute brother, girls, I stress
Yeah
See we live in a world that is ruled by Satan/
But we also live in a world that was created by God
Psalm 91:9-10 says If you make the LORD your
God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy and Chrissy
We was kissin
Havana Syndrome
God Hates Gucci
And
He don't wear Louie
Don't love guns
Guess who yours truly
Young Tim Duncan
With a bun in the oven
Jimmy
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two
Ima swing by and pick up ya' hoe
Heart full of hate wear the hate on my arm
I'm from a place where you can't make it far
Don't need no bar to make top
effort's paying off, go get it by any means
I don't pay no hate attention, I don't feel like there's a need
Especially if they ain't hot as me
Now take it
Grab my bag
Double check my jacket pockets
For belongings
Like my card
Oh it's in the car
Yes
Got 2 minutes till they start
The lift is in the parking
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