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I'm a skyscraper by nature
Down wit my number one neighbor, Common
From the city of Illinois, you
Destroy when we bombin, what? Off the top-a
Listen, when I rap, boy, that shit poetical
I break rules, I have never been ethical
Need condoms, niggas all on my genitals
I'm the best, get it straight
[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track
that in the rhyme kit
But that shit came from sacrifice
Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen)
Yeah
Someway somehow, I
I'm catchin' the flack from these activists when they raggin'
Actin' like I'm the first rapper to smack a bitch and say fagot, shit
Just look at me
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
'm back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
plaything
Don’t wanna stop this love we’re making
Scratches down my back and hickies up yours
Fuck from shower, counter, bed, and now floor
Oh who goes there,
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
But that didn't stop survivor's guilt
Going back and forth trying to convince myself the stripes I earned
Or maybe how A-1 my foundation was
But
when there’s nowhere left to hide?
Tell me, what do you see in me when you look into my eyes?
But if all lives matter, why I gotta die?
Stop killing us
the ceiling
When I'm with you I can't breathe
Boy, you do something to me
Ooh, now I'll never get over you until I find
Something new that get me high
mom bought a car from sellin' crack
My mom hate when I talk
'bout her sellin' crack
Check my background, I been to hell and back
He Cashed App me, I
clear
I'm tryna get you to see, it's a bigger side of life
Just listen with your ears and keep your eyes peeled
'Cause it ain't no comin' back once you
a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice's restaurant
This song is called "Alice's Restaurant
"It's about Alice,
alone'
When it gets hard hoping to hit pay dirt
What I can't handle is seeing you hurt
You're like good music. You're a hot single now
Think about this
When them bills due, niggas get ready cause no bullshit I'm buyin'
I'm a government baby, let me get my cheese, let me get my cheese
Got a Chevy trailer
the USA
Feel like hopping on a flight
Back to my hometown tonight
Something stops me every time
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright
So I put my hands
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
head, don't beg, you dead, we fled, gotta get away
Gotta make sure I'm free so when you need me I can buck another day
It's a Bone thing, better ride ride
Are you dropping something sir?
Of course, just for you
I can still smell it, look (okay, I like that)
This Creed Aventus got her sniffing me
Shawty
haters say I'm as real as they come
I'm chasin that paper, baby, however it come
From singing this song to moving yay by the ton
I bet you never seen
times
My dad would ask
Whose, whose song is this
And it was always either
The Rolling Stones
Or
The Beatles
And we had a 50-50 shot
When guessing
I kind
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
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