Lyrics:
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
of them buggers is even holier still
My life consecrated by the vogue year book
My style dictated by the rick astley look
Drive a car but I can't read
Unless its some bills involved
Cause I have been burnt by my own got nothing to say not putting my faith yall
They planning on doing you wrong just watch
pay rent
My money well spend, I do help with bills
Not in to drugs, but I do take pills
I love hotter weather because I get chills
If you need financial
no shorts, I ain't got time to play no games
I gotta grind to pay my bills, take out the time to say my grace
Had to explain the way I feel, every time
frozed up, they all chosed up
They telling me, you a non-believer now
A felony, all I could think about
The cars go re-poed, the bills they add up
My
I was just a little girl
Travelling with my pops
Thrown in jail for nothing
By some southern racist cops
Reverend Martin told us
What needed
that's my childs mother
So that's my major till death
Its wild how I love her
For putting little me here
And me and here could be forever
she gon still be
hypnotised
Like I'm Shallow Hal
Working on your clit
Pussy wet like river Nile
By now
You should be carrying my child
These are all things that you know
time to
Foot the bibbadibibitty-bill
I feel like the Holy Grail
Just hope I don't go to Hell
If so, that won't go so well
I've been bad, but no one tell
Working for Lucifer is a ton of fun
"You two, do my bidding" done and done
I'm a jazzy chap who'll leave you razzle-dazzled
After I whoop and wallop your
love has done.
Well you worried my mother till she died
And you caused my father to lose his mind.
Now damn you I'm goin' to shoot you, lord, I'm gonna
for numbered numbers
When knowing in my heart
I've done all to be done
To always do my best
By listening to me, myself
So he can do or else
for numbered numbers
When knowing in my heart
I've done all to be done
To always do my best
By listening to me, myself
So he can do or else
a clear Saturday
We're selling my all-expense July paid
By the way, what's your name?
Just kidding, I know it's Renee
No, it isn't? Word, word, well
Reminisce from descendants of past treasures
We'll embark on a journey that'll stay alive forever
Plus I would stand over on my side of the fence
Regardless
honest
I'm just being honest
All the things that I've done in my life mean nothing
If I am not healthy then my life is disgusting
Start seeping
said, Hov please, no goons
Discovered my religion
Full grown beard like loon
Black ribbon in the sky
Voice in my head always assume
Got judged by 12
While
Bill ain't gone hate
Well contemplating on which pill they're gone take and criticizing you ain't even realizing
I'm on my way to the money
Ain't no
they raps yeah
Well tell me have you ever ever ever told a lie
Me i be focused on my own shit
And ima be that way keep it 400 til i die
Have you ever
getting no deals
Damn, you know that can't be more real
And here I am all alone still
Just sitting at this table looking at my phone bill
It's ironic;
You thought I'd forgotten, right? It was a dream of my marriage day
Was it Freud, who said dreams are what we want the most, seeing by ourselves
radiation
With no time for patient, or complication
Let's get it done right, my click airtight
Trapped in a never ending gunfight so niggaz lose
You can see in my eyes I ain't ready to fall down
I peeped the bad lies that done stretched across town
Some of y'all fake, one get wrecked, they all
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