Lyrics:
be kickin some funky tracks
Never ask, I ax, I get madder than Max
Diggem smacks, if they try to tax I play em like a sax
[ CHORUS ]
Rock - me call it
proof
Success is my cologne, greatness is my shampoo
Here's your proof
Every single track by DJ-Z! will assure you
That I do, what I do, without a single
have the red rav with Gabby in the back seat eating some pedigree dog meat
We on a Worldwide rock n roll tour narrated by an extravagant Jonny Greenwood
have the red rav with Gabby in the back seat eating some pedigree dog meat
We on a Worldwide rock n roll tour narrated by an extravagant Jonny Greenwood
Aang
When I'm on the track and start spitting it
I feel like Zuko I strike with the flames
You don't want smoke with me no way
Like a lion out his
of all saiyans Vegeta between her legs on Michael Strahan that's a gap she smoked God's gifts and papers f*** a wrap all she hang around is gay men
Uhh, I'm only human what am I to do
But focus on what I have passion for
Rock some Diadora or gleam Michael Kors
I lose sense of track but I go back
myself in third person
Cause lately life's been feeling like a simulation
I hate this song
Switch to Michael Jackson
God I Rock With You
But you fuck with
to the music
I had this hi-dea about rock and roll
And how I think it's similar to the way that hip hop will grow
They thought it was a fad made by African
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
of The Bible
I'm by the Red Sea, not the Dead Sea
All tracks get destroyed like Sodom and Gomorrah (let's go)
[Chorus - Freeway]
It don't matter where you at,
in jail for doing nothing
King of the Jews getting clapped
Like my dad Pac
Crucified and abused in the back lot
Accused of possession of crack rock
When I was drug dealing, man (yeah)
I made a killing, man (yeah)
I'm not broke, I cop coke by the kilogram
Fuck how your feeling, man (what)
I'm
There's been a murder, play with matches,
We're in the furnace, lake of acid,
The things you learn will make you savage,
The wind will turn, it's
recreation then I might just skip it
But if this is competition, then I'm right here pissin'
This season we undefeated, last year winless
Judge the track by
The frustration is real because I'm so tired of trying to catch up to all the progress
I should have made by now
I learn something new everyday
And with every new
Aye its rules
To da game
Nah u cant play
It aint no cheat codes
Cops and robbers
Dope and guns
Crack and rocks
Wat we sold
Inidictment season
Police
follow your track
You came for me, but it's too late
It's your time out, you take your break
The rocks you throw at the window pain
Will only drive me more
the paper I'll be getting
I'm heading to the top
While you're hitting rock Bottom
Take a seat back and listen to my tracks
You could learn a lot from em
Quit
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
from these rappers
Running from the track
Then get clapped
On a diss track
With the strap
Disrespectfully
You getting bodied by a model
On a Pharoah beat
When My Team Comes Through ft. MiAH (Prod. by Jacques Toni) lyrics -- From “My College Life Part 1: Lesson Learned” Album
MICHAEL DARIUS
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