Lyrics:
on the pavement you can't say shit
Your mouth is gagged you surrounded by
A thousand guys totally under your spell
They all totally scared of the power you hold
You
Well the pressure's down, the boss ain't here
He's gone North, for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style
By
Well the pressure's down, the boss ain't here
He's gone North, for a while
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here in style
By
individual like parasites
We need those hectors and hectors of fatherland sure we'll derive
Manipulating old people as I'm linguistic with my rhymes
This is
This is the story all about how
Me and this one group kinda fell out
We all got problems and different ways to solve them
But, my resolution is
Pretentious watchers of it, proper love-a-gimmick pricks
Sopranos, is outstanding TV
Not many better than Tony played by Gandolfini
On my third watch of that,
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
hope you disintegrate
I just stay myself
Cause when I die, die by myself
I lost my dad and I lost half of myself
All I got is my mother, need nobody
crapmadics
How you think your man died
More money than respect
And it wasn't close it was by a landslide
Listen my nigga your work is sloppy
And I don't
deck, yo, improvement
Smash and blast the shit, I'm doper than math
That makes you level through the devil
And never surpass
The stakes is hot, like
I'm enchanted by love
The female spirit is enhancing my lust
I felt the curves of her calves and thighs
The art of seduction
The spark in her eyes
mental acrobat
Can't stress it enough never give up
Let your spirit shine show love (Sure enough)
Put your fear aside don't run (Hold up)
Coast is clear
Cuz by myself been the best
Don't need no help I'm obsessed
All with that smell of success
Try to catch the scent, it's accurate
I'm of that descent
than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, you better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, the kid don't play
If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve
turnt out
And by the time I gave her back she was burnt out
Like the tires on the Huracan, you ain't good Antwan
Or better yet, stay great, we stay
We gon' let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school, uh hah
Okay, shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ah hah,
We gon' let the band deal with this
Ha ha, mmm-hmm
M-I-A Style, heh, old school
Uh hah
Okay, shut up!
Ah hah, okay, whassup? Shut up!
Ridin
Hipster swag Doc Marty vet
McFly Doggy style makes kitty sweat
Twisted Keith to an adrenal rush
On her Sutherland parts 24 jigga whats
Reticulated my
Vegas style roll dice in linen
Antera spinning on milleniums, twenty G bets I'm winning them
Threats I'm sending them, Lex with TV sets the minimum
Ill
Little did I know she was a hot plate
I hit it raw
Doctor can you hear me
I've been burnt by a bad daije
Give me pills or something
Something to relive
yay I just got a lil Wiser
If skies is the limit I'm just tryna go Higher
They think I'm really hot but on the Cool I'm on fire
But I really miss my
like promotional blunts
Your style standard, my style is simply candid
I don't jerk off no more, I came empty-handed
Honeydip said you spit like you
reminisce with a bliss, to my style there's a twist
And for the ladies, this jam is sealed with a kiss
This is live, no jive, high potent from L.I
The trio
HaveItYourWay.
Blindfold through the door way
I can't show you how I'm living til it's sure safe
Hit the back iron like a poor fade
Beat
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