Lyrics:
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in here,
R.I.P we just killed the club
Drank patron out the bottle almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't feel the drugs
Too many haters in
no weapon formed against me will prosper (go hard)
(We make it look easy)
And I truly believe that my haters are my motivators (oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
end's your life
The walls are closing in
What are you going to do?
You're gonna need an army
When I come looking for you
You're gonna need a gat
You're
justice
Like a rock in a slingshot
The last hope when your options are all gone
Against an army and a twenty-foot wall
Under all these apartheid laws
My
not scoot by
Y'all morals be left foot, right foot, two sides
I'm Worldwide like Burt Velveeta out the dirt
One man army Ason McGirt
Nigga, I can make
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
love me
That's the last thing I wanna hear from you
Don't tell me you love me
I'm not gonna play it no more
Me and Benji, we a army
Me and Benji, we
as a whole
It's healthy like the Boy
Better Know tee business j's my witness
I'm a musician, ask Skepta
Three of us talk, then we make a decision
You know me I
the model when we Go!
Like a race-car driver on the road
-I put my foot to the pedal and the pedal to the floor
Got my hands on the wheel hitting corners
this rated R no I ain't with the PG
I'm coming at them make it look like it's 3D
With rocket launchers this some heavy artillery
Without an army Ian nun
running and the washing machine
There's a Lithuanian in the engine
What are you doing here
Cause I want you to be in my life
Why must we fight over
shack
On the banks of the river by the railroad track
We kept chickens in a pen in the back
And everybody said we was po' folks
My daddy was a farmer
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are
absolutely no reaction at all. There, he's woken him up and
Simon's through. Here comes Vivian, Vivian to slam the door, and
there we are back at the Hunt
take a bow
And declare that we are ready
Ready to light the night with a thousand songs of peace
Ready to dismantle this beast with our hands piece by
Ninjas
We ain't supposed to ski
Impostors, I'm so over these
People not giving credit
Really is upsetting
That's why they're in debt
And I want what's owed
are too soft
Don't remind me of Dylan or Marley
But regardless, they're two Bob
Was a young gun, but we're still on, Lewi White
Been here so long,
recurring dream of high stakes
The fourth largest, first hardest, Brooklyn is the place
Settled by the Dutch many years ago
Three billion strong and here
a ride
Just get in line
Hand by your heart
Like memorize
Ask God please
Could you energize?
Beam on up
To the Enterprise
From the inner-city
armies be retreating
I'm speeding forth with no fatigue
More than a bark or a bite
Three heads like Cerberus
Onigiri, they can't handle the turbulence
I'm Soft Spoken Heart Broken Sins n Swarmin locust
Honor we upholster
Niches wit the vultures
A mitigated by the Cobras
Matte black soldiers
Eroding
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