Lyrics:
enough of this sicko's games
It's bad enough these fickle days
Wither with age, then trickle and fade
Can't man up these whimsical ways
Can't stand up
why would
You choose to be basic, who cares if I'm a little different, won't refuse to embrace
It, I use my pen to mark the game, so niggas never erase
nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I'm getting ahead of myself, by the way, I could rap
That came second to me moving this crack
Gimme a second I swear
I will
nobody paid Jaz wack ass
I'm getting ahead of myself, by the way, I could rap
That came second to me moving this crack
Gimme a second I swear
I will
telling me to do it again
Bottles of whiskey spilling in hands
Big plans for tonight
But if you're by my side
This could be the real life
Let's enjoy it
No that must be fake, this must be fate
If he’s trap her, then he’ll trap me
But I won’t escape, yea that’s great
Is your name real and what do you do
murphy
And I'ma bring it to ya wit brother f-a-b-o-l-o-u-s
Fabolous
Preach, brother preach
Fabolous
Preach brother preach
Preach to 'em brother,
(I'm a killer I'm a beast
I could do this in my sleep)
Mad scientist
I'm back with that violent shit
Bump this inside ya whip and
Side swipe
level
Bad blood turn to rose petals
In and out the pres'
Heavens in yo' head
World too fucked up for my tender love and care
Won't pretend I don't be
could not be stopped they was out of control
They was kidnapping ho after ho after ho
The people was running they didn't know what was happening
runnin' game since last week
You could play, but don't you play me
You could play, but don't you play me
I'm not the one you hate
You can try to hide but
I
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the king (king)
[Verse 1: Jay-Z (Chris Martin)]
Inspired by
If you spend the night baby
It could be heaven the deebo of the rap game
But walk with a beretta
Trimming the tunnels and offend with tenants
And now
by my side
Even we both grow old
Thank heavens,
For bringing her to me
Cause my love,
Is more than words could ever be
With you by my side,
I can do
is where the heart should be
No love for this philosophy
I pray at morning pray at night
To hear somebody talk to me
Yeah our father which are in
what He did
And it ain't about what you've done
Your righteousness filthy if it ain't Covered under the blood
Propitiation for sin could be only be Won
This is the life you've lived
Under the power of the watchful eye
Please won't you spare me
Your wealth won't solve a thing
You should have known when
I'm not a rat to be spat on, locked up in this room
Those bars that look towards the sun
At night look towards the moon
Everyday the swallows play
Feelin' like I'm Posdnous, from soul I move with
Don't misconstrue the game, 'cuz my tone is human
I could never be a "they," 'cuz I hold this rubric, huh
I catered for this bitch my whole life
Now its wait until I pop or I could drop the whole fight
Let you take the win and it shut it down by mid night
survived this far into the plandemic to be heaven sent we won't relent we are the five Percent
We won't give quarter to the devil not for sale or for rent
she just wants us to be friends
Just to be friends
I could not believe all the things you said to me
You can't be the victim by the way you treated me
me with the same triggers
You didn't know the new Benz I just bought you
Could be tracked by satellite, and that's how I caught you
Oh Baby why? In
do you know what that mean? (Mm-mm)
A Teflon Don to this hip-hop game, super supreme
It's like what happen can happen, but will it stop?
That won
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