Lyrics:
When I die bury me raw, no coffin
Tell em all don't bother
Fuck a God, what's a God got on a p-prophet
I'mma drop in to tell y'all to fucking watch
like me representing the land
And my stick finna cook, fry his ass like a pan
Only time he pop out is when he got a plan
Wrap his ass like a mummy, go
mind blown, call me funkenstine
if your life too short, get the moneyi in the ghetto, burn rubber, blow the whistle, and i dont' fight feelings
milk be
stop here
We keep raking in the green thats all we touch John Deer
I live my life chasing dreams you live your life chased by fear
Trust be a funny thing
But this outfit recommended from Paul
I got hoes coming in by the load
You ain't never gone catch up you slow
I'm from the block you can't tell me bout
right up out the clizouds
Whistles and chirps to tell the next nest to disperse air raids west of the turf
Or stand and swing hands like wingspans
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday
talk it you don't live it, instead niggas flexin' on that sus shit, Richard Simmons
Can't stomach what you giving
Start with body blows, give the beat
know
Well I tried to make you love me
Now I'll try to let you go
But when the train pulls through the station
And that whistle starts to blow
Well I
You look so funny to me
When you pretend to be something
You could never be you try to make us think
You live a tough life
But you've got your
when it comes
Play, "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play, "The Blood-stained Banner" play, "Murder Most Foul"
a trick to find 'em
When the people around me continue dying
Granddad was in the twilight of his life
When he closed his eyes tight and opened his wrists
by
Tears in my eyes yo the anger makes me cry
Uchiha burning rage take my shit and you die
I dont give fuck about your reasons or the why
Bitch i use
Glocks and the beams with me (Great John beats, baby)
Look, look
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Tell 'em, "Bust a move," got them things
Who the fucks tryna fight for the crown
I tell em on sight
Its a gun fight tonight
Show up and start knifing around
Blow a kiss to my lady thanks for
switch
Why'all niggas need to be around when my dick itch
Yo TNT these niggas acting wild like they homo
But they trying to see me fuck it I'm a pull up
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you
Tell me you'll let her fuck me
Tell me you'll let her
you and I
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you dickhead
See when I was a youngster, used to wear them fucking Pro Keds
My mama made me
you and I
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you dickhead
See when I was a youngster, used to wear them fucking Pro Keds
My mama made me
at my shows I feel sanctified
And He gives me direction when I can't decide, He is alive
How can you tell me that He ain't when I said
(Jesus walks)
New 23, went LeBron on the clip, call my brother, Shemar, live his life in
The feild When I talk to the doctor, I say how I feel
I can't lie bout
she's crying
She tells me of another great friend, he died
"If he can't make it" I think to myself, I spiral
Weeks go by, stuck, up my waist debt
everywhere I go got couple grand to blow man you know
Hey, I'm flyer then a motherfucker
Haters wanna see me dead like John Tucker (so)
I'm in that big
everywhere I go got couple grand to blow man you know
Hey, I'm flyer then a motherfucker
Haters wanna see me dead like John Tucker (so)
I'm in that big
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