Lyrics:
to silence the lamb and show him who I am
So I just set it off on my competitor
Freakin' the funk as I hit em with crazy metaphors
Like back up off me
Claiming it's all love in your "be well" tweets
Soon as it's controversial you can see hell peak
As Karen cancels culture and rebels me
I'm surrounded by
I'm just getting by, we just getting by
Aye, yea, ouu
Fuck it, today was a good day
Look in your pocket, it's a blue face
I woke up feeling polite
dreadlocks got wet
ch man a listen truly and truly and true true
Wet dreadlocks
Ha ha
Rastaman don't laff pls come over and help me squeeze it
Jah
By
Unc' dropped the fent', he overdid it with the car scent
Super ham, doggy far away from bein' Clark Kent
Chrome on the t-shirt, I think that's
up there, the covenant
Pistol right by my side, contemplate dumpin' it
Only if a demon try schemin' or touchin' me
Ooh, yeah, big drip on me
Don't
your love a hole for the rabbit
Endless my last I'd spend it
For your love my back, I'd bend it
Sealed it with a kiss, stamped and sent it
Ribbons in
5'9"]
Over-protected, heed the poet's connections
When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace
That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that
be the reaper
Snatching your soup out of your sneakers
And we all surrounded by leeches the devil is so deceiving disguised himself as a preacher damn
free it's possible I just misplaced the key
I was on the block right by the corner hack Colombo street moving em trees
Ohe three, Three eight five My
me with cameras
Stick with the clip bitch built like bananas
Hit it from the back to increase my stamina
Swoon got green feeling like green lantern
I ain't chasing her
And my steppas mask down like they Jason (huh)
I take my time
When I get in it she telling me slow down
I'm steady snatching her
with the ICP
I like bass, treble, and the test up
Throw kick it in the back of a Sector Bus
With that 40-O, or that's trouble
Shootin' craps in the back
you would be dead by now
I just wanna fly can I get a exit
Got this feeling in my chest I can't express it
I'm looking at you, you looking back at me
absentee but minds you don't sleep
It took her feelings to raise me lean taught me how to read
By the time I went to school I was in high speed
Ready
Spain and uh
(Keep sayin my name)
Back to playin the rap game, its yours truly
Come on, say it with me
Chamillitary mayne
You should worry bout you
packing heat trying to get
A little fame by snatching a rappers chain little shorty want to
Gang bang snort cane sip lean like Lil Wayne cock back take
Aim
how to flip
And we put it back to this shit
Rap is my biz
I put back us back on map like Nelly did
But ain' no snatching us after I'm in this bitch
I'm
the beam to his head
I remember the day when i read what you said
You wanted to leave hanging on by a thread
And there was no love cause I felt it was dead
me back with you 1939,
'cause black and white movies
are making me cry.
And born out of time, we slipped hopelessly by.
[Chorus:]
Sophia Loren,
that fuck with you after
That get it the same way
At night or caught on clock
Middle of broad day
Beef till pac come back and say the shit's ok
Rappers
the tanks that they're riding
Thanks to the Javelins we've been providing
It still ain't enough for the purpose
So many men yanked back into the service
is corrupt and it's time to choose
We got some niggas running drugs that can't be touched
Unless you wanna handle the dirt, it'll mean so much
I said I
A couple brothers by the name of Smith
Tell your quarterback he need to stop it
Kenny Clark will light him up as soon as he get outta pocket
Uh
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