Lyrics:
wanna die it's not my turn ("just like music")
To do somethin to me like jump in the Mercedes
On the highway, doin over eighty
Without music baby..
here flossin', Big Willies, we Willie Lynch 'em
Pull out the chopper, rappers hittin' the ground
Like every bar is a bullet, when I pull it, it sound
muh'fucker at
Everywhere we have on repeat
The jailhouse, Saint Peter, right street
Part of there where dude by the Duvall
Man the fuck up, perservere
I urinate it will be over your grave"
Skylar's so white like, "oh my god Becky Starbucks my fave!"
Like a car, like a Dodge Charger, I'm about to blow
that let's kick it
I be like no pal
How you got time to kick it when niggas grown now
I'm out here,
Looking for some shit that I can own now
I'm lit like
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
apart
And you ain't making it better
When it's gone, it's gone forever
I was running out of love
White candle
White candle
White candle
Don't let our
Pulled out on this black man, in the black land
He used to sell white rocks, and black cops used to riff
White cops ain't say shit, on the day shift they
foot.
-SONG OF SOLOMON, speaks of Love
So turn to it, and search
The story speaks of one above
He's waiting for the Church.
-The Prophets' Books, are next
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
off into the scene
Keep the coffin at a safe distance that's necessary by any means
The book of life I wrote it, please don't go there
The wrong turn
life
But wanting to be your man, got me all tongue tied
Shit wasn't the plan
But bitches call me spider-man
Shootin webs out my dick; callin it Peter
your bitch (I'ma take your bitch, Wow)
Turn it to a night out, out, out, out, out
Take your bitch (Take your bitch)
Na na na na na na (Na- na na na na na
act
Or who witness it
Cannot help but believe that such confidence
Is real and justified they
Respond instinctively by backing up, by
Getting out
laid it out for you, for you
There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you
But this feels so unnatural, Peter Gabriel, too
pandora's boX of the Caribbean pirates
you might loose your pulse & you won't find it
and your face turns purple violet
Even peter check at his prime can't
show on Netflix ever
Lebron James said he thought it could've ended better (word)
Niggas really out here gettin' knocked out by Jake Paul
Deontay
know what you care about
Those problems, we can air it out
On a rise, don’t you ever doubt
Cool vibes, sitting on a cloud
Cause I know what you care
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
feel like this is my year need fifty-k by June
It's the Modest in the booth bitch I am a fucking jewel
I got Water round my necklace creature in lagoon
I
knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it's a Frank White thing I stay potent
Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep throat it
Outro:
You'll see (Don't
and
Please, remember me
At Halloween
Making fools of all the neighbors
Our faces painted white
By midnight
We'd forgotten one another
And when the morning
rock spots
To umm, million dollar raps
I want a 1.5 from the day I turn this debt
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, while I pimped hoes
An my white
to spit (Uh huh)
Naming the kids that would just get in his face
And tell Peter that he was a bitch (Back up)
Now this is it
An exquisite diss to make this
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