Lyrics:
your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
Well, I've never recovered but tonight betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go
your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
Well, I've never recovered but tonight betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go
codger, he didn't want to
fly all on his own... you know he doesn't like flying, I dunno if I told you about that, he hates it doesn't he?
So, having all
Tryna tell you that it's real (yeah)
You don't know how it feel (damn)
When you lose that plea, it's like speedin' down a hill (vroom)
And your brakes
That’s a severance package
Is Glu’ still shell dumpin’?
Career is stale from it
Like how do you say your grace knowin’
How far you fell from it?
It’s Hell
wanted to go
knowing the whole summer, that's all you could think about
Even though if you cut it off and start that bitch up
You need a jump like you
Just keeps reminding us of the struggles
They start pulling up pictures
Of us getting hit
By dogs and firehoses and all that
You know like, my daughter
freestyle on the
Level that I do
Should be winnin' Grammys too
So if you do it like me
You can do it like this and uh
They say I'm a teacher like
The one
the discrepancies of my deal
Like the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real
But you changed my life, that's my word
Took a young kid out
bitch
And I was digging that down since '96 shit
Memph man I'll take your bitch
Let her do her thing, give brain in the whip
And you know how it go
Calling me
Like I got something to say
You thought wrong
But you do it anyway
"How's it been?"
"Oh, not much, same for me
Please go away"
I
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki' slice the pie with you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those who get high with you
Niggas
isn't so.
We had a falling-out, like lovers often will
And to think of how he left that night,
it still brings me a chill
And though our separation,
it like I wanna
I know just how you want it girl I know just how you want it
Shawty
Tryna hit it like I wanna
Just toot that ass up so I can hit it
fact
Let me take that back
See I don't fuck with real legends
In rap like you do i'm crucial
Concealed by real crips and suwoo
And they shoot like
like it's that time of the month
Are you bleeding? Can't think about sex?
Irritated by your Kotex?
We don't need to kiss, we don't have to fuck
I'll
Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number
your grave 'cause the shit you talk is dead
It's like that y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that y'all!)
That y'all (that y'all!), that y'all (that
40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that
would you be like?
What would you be like?
(If you spoke your mind)
What would you be like?
And, of course
That's a terrible thing to admit and
It's
did the right thing
They don't move that fast they act like they don't like cheese
Had a couple niggas mad like they don't like me
Is it cause I'm
call yourself anything
As long as it was to a group who didn't know you
So I was like hey I can just call myself Attackbot
And that's how that started
and shock it
Don't care who's saying stop it
You're lucky that the little pussy didn't
Get lit up like a rocket
They say that real recognise real
How comes
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