Lyrics:
(I, I wanna grow up, too)
Uncle Marshall
Will you tell us a bedtime story?
Here we go
Now, once upon a time not long ago
There was a little
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
I been off up in this chamber
Making these bangers
I’m steady going hard cause
I been tryna meet famous
I been tryna meet famous
You don’t know
What
skelter
Down with the school man
Just watch her go and help her try if you can
Use your twentieth century imagination - if you've got any
Oooooeeee!
Now
fucker, ain't it?
Nine lives
Love me or hate me but I ain't stoppin' 'till I'm on top
I'm screamin' 'fuck the world' like Tupac
Say my name and you
to heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga griles to
And god know
And god know I'm thug life, u fuckin' right
So if nigga play with me
The Tungsten King summoned me to his chambers
"Hey, hey Bones McCool, what's up dude
Uh
I'm getting together a discotheque
Um but we're gonna call it
Without you next to me to laugh off the pain
Use some lovin'
I could use some lovin'
Use some lovin'
I could use some lovin'
Use some lovin'
Could you use
You in danger at 16 with the beam
One in the chamber aimed at that 0 7
Got the chopper close by
Head bussa from the Bronx
Rep my city every night
fools misuse my abilities, doin drive-by shootin everything
they see,
I'm quick to cap it in yo life if you tempt me,
playin Russian ruelet but is
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
I got)
You know that I got to (Use what I got)
Said I've got to (Use what I got)
You gotta use it (Use what I got)
Use it all up now (Use what I
and the sea swept hills
He had saved many lungs of breath by then, in a sack hid under his armpit
cnd so, he just up and leapt into the sea below
Movement
5'9" in a skintight dress
Standin' by the bar lookin' unimpressed
Walked up, asked her how she liked the set
Looked me up and down and she just
of people, marching up the avenue
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by
I'm living in the land of plenty and many
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
speak on my name switch up on the glizz I got no aim (Grrtt)
Nine times outta ten it be the ones you call your friends (Ones you call your friends)
Nine
be a ace to a K
but I don't love them hoes, that's why I never ever play
in the 9-4, I use to sell dope and holla at the bitch
but it's 9-5 so it's all
the f-, yo?
We takin' you on another chamber
Word up, son, you know how we be on it (word to mother, man)
It's real
Show these crabs how to rhyme, man
the f-, yo?
We takin' you on another chamber
Word up, son, you know how we be on it (word to mother, man)
It's real
Show these crabs how to rhyme, man
the chambers of torture
I caught ya you shoulda brought ya
Neighborhood to support ya
No one in my path will withstand
Under pressure the wrath
And walkin' right up in the middle of a little kids fuckin' pillow fight with it
You want smoke? I'm like hookah
Man, I remember back when I use to get jumped
locked up in jail
My mind dwells on crime cells, and wipin' off nine shells
Only time will tell if we gotta use it
Ain't lookin' for static , but if we
(Bongo by the way)
Pray for my enemies
Lord, I need clarity (uh)
They ain't got empathy for me
They stare at me (what?)
They use my couch when
and all that, we ran through that chamber dunn
Mainly stack mine, indeed it's been a long time
Let me feed y'all, fruits of life, shut up and eat y'all
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