Lyrics:
condition's preventin'
Conjugal visit's
Though mainly missin' my missus
They keepin' me from my children
Conditions create a villain
The villain is given vision
Balling by myself and I feel like Kobe Bean
Climbing to the top and I don’t need no hiccups
Niggas stay gassed up gassed up gassed up Phillips
Was
slight work
Even give you a baby baby that's slight work
By any means we gone get it get it that's slight work
Damn you held me down I was hitting rock
Drop the window
Light the endo
Then breeze
Drop the window
Light the endo
Then breeze
Dem boy don't like me, mi think that I know why
Them dressed
Ferraris and Porsches like it was Forza Motorsport
Immortal, sellin’ death like Phillip Morris
An enormous fortune, built on war and bloody corpses
Corporate
these niggas threaten
Then we going off em
She calls me that she home all alone she want me to slide thru
Call up Tray swing by her crib and tell me if
Oh I swear
All I ever wanted was to be somebody
My reefer cloudy, lost to each assignment
Making beats and rhyming so proceed to find me
My
the sound before you even get hit by the light
I'll take any animal dawg, turn 'em into minced meat
Forget a beat, give me a rapper and a 16
You say you
Girl, I know you wanna
Take a trip out to the water
I could drink you by the bottle
We always got 'till tomorrow
Girl, I know you wanna
Take a trip
I'm livin like dat
I'm livin like dat
Boonk gang me a nigga life ya I'm stealin like dat
I'm livin like dat
I'm livin like dat
Think Kaepernick
The following are excerpts from handwritten notes discovered
Secreted in a hidden alcove in the west wing
Of the Phillips-Ervin Museum, London,
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
I got
candy
Man I'm the mocho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
***** ***** pull up ya panty
Hope you killas understand me
I got broads in
hear the Christmas Angels,
the great glad tidings tell
O, come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emanuel!
Words and Music by Phillips Brooks
If you're tryna pull up on me and you by yourself my nigga try not to speak
Like a broken tap got drip on me, got water on me, I leak
I do not
he told me that uhm when I reach this address I must ask for Professor Phillips
Oh, oh, oh, I see. That means that your name is, um, Predo
Predo, yes
I
That's the trade
Caught the switch up
Tried to screw me with a Phillips
Tried screw me like some sizzurp
I was waiting on the stick up
You a stick up
Virtuoso
Every time I step in this bitch, it's a masterpiece nigga
Didn't wanna address the obvious but y'all forced it on me
You niggas corny
By my lonely don't need
No hitters wit me
Blood pumping thru my veins believe I'm gon hit em
Fetti Wap these niggaz
I want all the clientele
I'm
LOVELY JAMIE
source: “The Maine Woods Songster” edited by Phillips Barry, 1939
On last Monday evening as I went to the ball
I met my own Jamie so
and dick teasing
Too many Tech-9's behind trees and five-oh keeps a black brotha bleedin
Fillin em up like Unleaded Phillips 66
Owin me more than 40 Acres
clear, I want you to know
I'm gonna stand by you.
If you want me to.
I'm gonna stand by you.
If you want me tonight.
I will stand by you.
'Cause I
Pulled up in a black vert
Pulled up in a black vert
Red guts who got murk'd?
Hopped out wit no shirt
Smellin like OG purp
Lil mama chasin me had
to the lord
If he take me then he take my soul
I let it build up to I can't it no more
Bitch Call em Phillip
Put these screws in his fucking dome
I shoot em
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