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How many heads has your brother got?
One two three four five six...rats!
The Dallas Cowboys were passing by.
And they decided they'd like to try.
acknowledge it
I spent my whole career at the heels of their feet
Doin' everythin' I could to try be who they be
'Til a couple albums back, when I was
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
him smoking
3feet no pressure my chain nice you can’t approach him
Surrounded by bears in that solider field I eat with vultures
Yea Uh maybach baby
they shit
And I'm boosting my ratings
Man look who u facing
You ain't equal to me
I got shooters wit me
Rockin MC
Crew
Tommy Hill On my feet
You
a rooster does.
Infiltrate your computers.
Turn one inch brains into rulers.
Ten percents nothing at all.
Activate grow ten feet tall.
Meditate turn the tv
tool by my crotch, I'll unload it
Let me break down this leaf, let me unroll it
Let me roll up this weed, cause we gon' blow it Cause we stay with them
Where Naruto at?
Used to cut myself short like Hinata Hyuga
It's cool now though cause I'm a fireball shooter
From three and with the heat I feel so
to hunt is
Indicated by their eye colour
Yellow's day dark's night while
Orange eyes are crepuscular
They have three eyelids, ones used for sleep
Ones for
satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life
My feet clip clop to the drip drop of the New York City rain
Brooklyn raised
I came by the way of the kings enslaved
On a boat singing notes of harmony
want you to sleep well tonight.
Let the world turn without you tonight.
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight
Everything's
you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try, we'll get by
So forget all about us tonight
(everything's alright,
my backbone
Appetit
Me and my brother elite no socks
But we got the competition at our feet
Rep NG til we decease
Like X-Men I'm wolverine and he beast
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
wasted?
We could have raised maybe
Three hundred silver pieces or more
People who are hungry
People who are starving
Thay matter more
Than your feet
bubble
Put some money up incase I get in trouble
Keep a heater cause im outchea in the jungle
C.O.D. No sorry don't trust ya
I was crossed before by my own
chill
Don't nobody touch him 'cause Imma get ill
The boy's phony as a three-dollar bill
And this time I shoot to kill
Just like a sucker you took the bait
want you to sleep well tonight.
Let the world turn without you tonight.
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight
Everything's
Too entranced by what im guarding
Sorry
So this is life
So that was life
All we need is each other
It's hello and goodbye
In every language
Starving silence darkness hobby
Thought we'd talk well barely hardly
Too entranced by what im guarding
Sorry
So this is life
So that was life
All we need
Now me I'm lost
That's weird, I've barely moved
I'm exactly, well like twenty two feet
From where I'd have me if I could ever choose
I think it's
on a stool that is three feet
Seven just hit the three peat
Talked to three girls in a week
They laughed at my jokes and it wasn't a courtesy
Laugh it was
still on my feet
Only thing going is my family
I always say sorry because I should treat
Everyone else thats affected by me
A way where my love is
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