Lyrics:
bricks
Down in Camdon, we handlin' to D.C.
Chips on fights with China White's by they tight PP
Wanting PC but all they get is good dick or four clips
For
our troubles and fears
And we ain't all about that pain and suffering here
But we love the taste of Republican tears
Fox News steady pumpin that fear
am, the Scorpion,
the scary Scorpion.
I love the hot desert.
I love hot sunshine.
I am Fennec Fox
with large ears.
Sleeping in my den by day,
catching
just tryna show me that I can control me
Nine Tailed Fox
Fox
Fox
Man I'm in so deep
I still get lonely
Stuck in my thoughts
Thoughts
Thoughts
I come off
about no opp
I step by myself, don't need no gang, know how I rock
Tell em free the members he stand on business that boy made Fox
Come through that ville
dick
Fox news enjoyer "alpha male bro"
Snuff your fucking lights out, murder like a crow
Respect my pronouns or i'll stab you
I'm not violent by nature
be true
Like a fox caught in a trap
I left that ring like a fox's tail
I knew that I would not be coming back
Hey, hey, look at it rain
I'm out on the street
All alone by the newsstand
The lady of leisure comes tearin' by
Almost knocking me down
She turns at the corner
married to The Firm, boo, you got to understand (Fox Boogie)
I'll die for 'em, gimme a chair, man, I'll fry for 'em (fry for 'em)
And if I got to take
and he got popped
Frank Lucas mink, six tails, it's a fox (fox)
Pourin' up drank 'cause it's still in stock (drank)
Skeleton Cartier, see through
Old Raven had a lunch of cheese
And sly fox did smell it in the breeze
The fox looked up and sweetly spoke
O Raven, on your perch of oak
Your
Speed shoes Nike Shox
VIP room Megan Fox
Cristal zioło koks
Mamy schowany pesos w happy socks
Suki płaczą że to hardcore'owy hip hop
Wcale nie chcę byś
Red Chip Funk
Performed by Twenty-something DJ Franklin
Lyrics and arrangement by Raymond Francisco Quinton
Produced by Rabid City Records
(C)
box
Mink on, see the fox (that's how you feel, nigga)
'03 Bentley parked, by the candy shop, 50, Vicky Fox
Time to give them what they want
Rakim
If young Metro don't trust you I'm gonna shoot you
Lot of shots, thirty's on Glock
Put you on Fox, put 'em in a casket, yeah
Pull up
Sittin' on blocks in a one horse town
By the railroad tracks and a hole in the ground
Highway runs between us and them
No exit here just a means
Their kids are overdosing
And the truth us disappearing
Fuck the president
Fuck the GOP
Fuck the folks at fox news Spreading lies on tv
And fuck you for
In a peaceful world
The science took place ahead
Ahead of the war, of the diseases
And in this world there was a fox
A fox called Nyu
Everyday, Nyu
basic girls I won't ever date a Maddie
Might be looking for a fox but I don't drive a Caddy
I'm not from the trenches but I be in the trenches
Trenches
an epidemic
So c'mon!
Meet your evil twin Can't admit you have Rush is always right
Hometown airwaves snatched by corporations Now it's all Prairie Home
Mmmm
Mmmm
Yeah Yeah
My niggas they looking for dem ops
Might put a nigga right in a box
Fuck that imma put em on fox
You ain’t fuckin wimme kick
Daddy Fox got up on a winter's night
And he prayed for the moon to give him light
For he'd many, many miles to go that night
Before he reached
I see the rain pass me by
Like a leaf that's slow to bloom when the season runs dry
I can't gather up my thoughts and reason why
I've spent so much
just like a lady, and everyone's impressed
But I don't know who you think you're fooling in those human clothes
You're a fox, and everyone knows
Ah,
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