Lyrics:
clearly pay the cost
I'm the sharpest guy around and I'ma always cut my loss
Then come back for the win, I'ma make it, then I spin
Real west side
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Yeah, what bitch
FON language, Otaku Underworld shit
Anime god in this bitch co-signed by the Chrisser
One Piece
If I ever fell off
I'd come back
you and your brothers all back to the earth
I'm tryna get it so momma ain't worry talking 'bout Franklins ain't talking bout Kirk
My clothes Acne my
to Eugene Brooks, it ain't another realer
Save me from being a drug dealer, but still a guerrilla
Death ain't around the corner no more, he up in my face
run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go
u all in
A ride if i fly in a jet in my hood u
Need a chopper might get by
Wit a techya hear me
My young got the chopper once he turn
Around it's
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the back and then bust on her cheek
On to the next man it's time turn the page
Like my nigga Kyrie we burning some sage
Puff by myside yea that is my Johnny
of straw and
patient animals standing around. The mother nods by the side
of the child. Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks
a be, they go
Repeat Chorus
N.O.R.E. wants to see a churning now
All my ladies in the club turn around
Make it hot on fire of blow
Bring it up by doin'
I'm hittin' criticals
"I don't make beats no more," that would be critical
They wanna turn it around like it's pivotal
Ha, bitch I make portals, yeah,
thoughts, about the world and how it looks
I've Broughten down by girls, they're not knowing what they took
I could write a tale of murder and then turn them
around and bring it back aye aye
Bringing it back aye aye
Back back
Back back
Bringing it back
Bringing it back
Turn around and bring it back aye aye
six
I laid back in the Maybach
Nigga this the payback, I know you bitch niggas from way back
Niggas wanna clown but the pound it don't play that
Get
marinate for far too long
Turn back to the water push me afloat
Puffing my chest - then I hear it croak
Echoing louder as I encroach
Feeling the fear
and put our flesh to the ground
Are we ever
Gonna give up ourselves and just turn it around
360 rotation from where we started
Back to where we started
to the apple tree by the brook,
Have a bite to eat & just look,
How beautiful the world is,
When there's no one around but nature's biz,
Lets ride rapture! Run
they'll make it somehow
Colt 45, four banditos, rattlesnakes
Crossing that Rio
He'll build a fire before the sun goes down
And it's too late to turn back
difference in your life
And turn it around
Turn it around, turn it around
Even when you feel you dumbing it down
Back when the preacher said change is
sleep
That shit had me weak
I am the artist
Treasure hunting like I'm Charlie the Tarkin
Since days I got caught it
Raised by the hardest
Understand that
A bead of sweat runs down my back as
The words rattle around in my head
"It's time we don't forget" as if
We've ever been given a chance
As our city's
you like it if I tease you, get you really hot?
Watch me turn around and let me show you what I got
Baby, if you're ready won't you step up
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