Lyrics:
The trouble is he's crazy
Sound Sound Bombing Bombing cipha Sounds
Cipha Sounds Cipha Sounds is
Scratching the hit
The trouble is he's crazy
The trouble is he's
let the shot go by accident. I'm a black belt."
His face is full of ex ex ex ex-cruelty. Guilt.
Blue-eyed. A caring sharing man.
Embarrass them
can't kill someone, my people
Look outside, they still can't
This is it, villagers
It's says, don't let your legs be shaken by fear
Aslong as it's yours,
wouldn't convince this sort
Go get her, miss Holliday
Let her know about every bone and say
It just took my thumb
A little smirk and you were dumb
This ain't
the family
Say We a couple we fuck single handedly
Sex on a yatch that shit is a fantasy
I'm everything she want her man to be
Don't be mad cause yo bitch
trouble now (in trouble now) (hahahaha)
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh (Banks)
Can't nobody save you now (save you now)
Man, what up with all these pussy ass
When the town is fast asleep, Mister Trouble makes his round.
When the town is fast asleep, Mister Trouble makes his round.
Then every time he knocks
a battle like a regiment (Goddamn)
We are not existing here to be so desolate
Man the way this shit is going, need a therapist
If I may I might contend you
let the shot go by accident. I'm a black belt."
His face is full of ex ex ex ex-cruelty. Guilt.
Blue-eyed. A caring sharing man.
Embarrass them
in trouble/
Ugh every other day it's another shopping spree trouble/
Yea in the airs all this weed in my cups all this lean yea man im in trouble yeah
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man, guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They
laugh and hate I know I'm surrounded by a bunch of Judge Judy's
But I'm a Saint so I'ma flex on em, Michael Thomas
Not who you used to know unrecognizable
diriku pemenang takkan pernah luntur
trust in god bless my life
carry on by my side
sunday, friday, all day i don't scare of trouble
trust in god bless
of the light
And just by listening you've made a decision
'Cause the voice you hear is gonna' win the fight
Are you living in an old man's rubble
Are you
I'M NOT THE SAME
Written by: J. Robinson, J. Holliday
Performed by : The Bizczar Sinista
Chorus 1 4x
I'm different than these other rappers
I'm
being deceived.
Are you living in an old man's rubble,
Are you listening to the father of lies?
If you are then you're headed for trouble;
If you
I let Firestone put me some new tires on
Just a few weeks ago
But man I swear that wear and tear
Is already startin' to show
Well I oughta just
women
I love to win
I love to grin
I love women
I got the master plan
Don't ever ask again
Shake up a Shasta can
My words go blast my man
Your talk is
yeah
Anything anything that you want girl you know I got
Anywhere that you go girl you know I'll be by your side
The only thing that I want is your love
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man,
Guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They say my
a drawer for a fake
Fuck is you saying
I been the one with the plan
Hoe I'm the muhfuckin' man
I got this shit in my hand
If a fuck nigga play, he expire
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
I believe that bad luck and trouble, man is all that joins us
I mean that bad luck and trouble, people that's all that joins us
When my bad luck
thing.
Knife and fork are on the table, ain't nothing in my pan.
And if you say a thing about it, you have a trouble with the man.
Let the Midnight
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