Lyrics:
kind of price will you pay?
What kind of price will you pay?
What price will you pay for winning this way?
What price will you pay?
Is it worth
and laugh again
Say I couldn’t rap again
This wasn’t an accident
I knew my day was coming since Machine Gun Kelly had me rapping at the crave cafe
He told me
Life, what the fuck is life for niggas like us?
Been waking up to another muthafuckin' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A nigga that seen
Life, what the f*** is life for n****s like us?
Been waking up to another muthaf***in' day
I'm the type of soldier,
A n**** that seen
with Kelly Price on
I pull out my python, I hit it while my wife's gone
Long dick the bitch all night, I'll make her pussy sing the song
oo-chie
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
You think that I don't feel love,
What I feel for you is real love.
In other's eyes I see reflected a hurt, scorned, rejected.
Love Child, never
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
Yo I thought it'd be apocalypse/
I thought it'd be a golden age/
In this era of hysteria/
Bury ya plan Bs/
How you gonna reap what you sow when you
driving into a sunset
Yo, ay, what's next
Yo, ay, perplexed
Yo, ay, best dressed
Yo, ay, out west
This is our time
I'm not needin' no rest, I'm fine
Just
with
Dying inside, but outside you're looking fearless
While the tears, is rollin' down your cheeks
Ya steady hopin' things don't all down this week
Crucial Conflict come out and play, hey come on
Crucial Conflict, Kelly and Rockland, collabo'
Funny faces is all I see
At my place, you on top
people die for respect
How much are you willing to give
Price is too much for this shit
You can keep your respect give a fuck what you did
Live by your
my cool like Arthur FONZARELLI
I kick more black ass than Jim KELLY
Down with easy shit, this nigga TELL ME
They give me mines from state to state
you flush that bitch
Aint nobody fucking with my bitch I will kill for my bitch
Just know times two I will kill for my bitch
Yall niggaz know what it is
got snake fame like IMANAKI, cause ain't nobody fuck with me
I'ma say it, that what it is, like a mojito with a stick, you know it's a coon
All my
Yo, yo, yo
What the fuck poppin' man
This the Drama King man
Yo who there, who dat, who there man?
(Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent nigga)
Muthafucka
I’m a photographer
How is your hot and I’m the thermometer
I’m knee-deep in this street shit gotta stay focused
Head on the swivel
Glock fully loaded
I'm recordin' that shit on
The fuckin' little mic
By the little camera thing on
The fuckin' Mac book
So this shit is choppy and bad quality
But fuck
Ryders), DMX break 'em off
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Break 'em off a lil' somethin'
(And oh yeah by the way, it's the entity)
Ay yo, dawg,
price is love
I spin straw into gold
Shine
Once the picture was so clear
'Til darkness covered my eyes
Shine like gold everyone can see
This little
Though I sin Your grace is stronger
Oh what a price that You have paid
For such a mess I've made
Oh Lord how often I forget
That You are enough for me
You
to call
It ‘Theraflu’ i’m calling
The song this…" And then people are
Like, "oh, he changed the song to this"
And then that’s
What it is, because when I did
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
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