Lyrics:
hundred words
And a clip on that which motherfuckers better run
If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner
No wonder no one don't wanna go
when I let go and laughed and yelled death by sedan
I classify homeless when writing my rhymes, Kuz I’m hungry I’m starving I feel it inside, I got
over that slow rap
If I was you, I’d go back and rewrite my words, scrap yo’ draft
Cuz that flow was worse than Eminem’s rap on ‘Fack’
You write that
done
Forced ingestion is funny to me
boiled alive or left to freeze
I am fascinated by water you see
So I'm no Eminem to Jason Vorhees
But that doesn't
Stop and drop that
I'm in the front where the actions at for your soft cats
(Cus we just don't give a fuck)
Yeah
To all my assassins out there
Watch out for my Louie belt cause
That's right where my Ruger is
I go hard in the muthafuckin' paint nigga
Leave you stankin' nigga
What the fuck you
mind, I can't find it
I'm freestylin' ever verse that I spit
'Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit
I told the doc that I need a change in
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
know still hate me
Facts, never tripping
Personal message to them niggas
I'm shit on ya vicious
My word is bond
My word is bond
My word is bond
know still hate me
Facts, never tripping
Personal message to them niggas
I'm shit on ya vicious
My word is bond
My word is bond
My word is bond
the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
Those words were just a warning
You cant sleep
With out an
Eye open
Or we’re dead by morning
They thought that was the end of it
My kingdom come was
was born in a lower class, where gangsters with dough amass
And police would ask questions, but we never answered when asked
Momma bitching while my
other than acting is the hardest industry
To be the best and stand out with a clear USP
For me I try to do this by keeping my writing versatile
That's why
angry
No time that I waste
Why you finna get lazy
I'm on my Eminem
My Eminem
Aye Gurv tell me what's the word
It's big dog time kick a bitch to the curb
behind Eminem in '99 and I took the baton
I been runnin' shit ever since then, slaughtered MC's
Sit and watchin 'my green grow, like I'm waterin' seeds
album leaks
And it's worse than ever, yet everyone still acts
Like his verse is clever; it stinks, he just strings
A lot of words together that these
where my Adrian's?
Nobody's crazy as Shady in an eighty million mile radius
I'm what Tom Brady is to the Patriots to rap
Not a man, I'm a weapon who
Hear the bassiness in my voice? Rocky's back, where my Adrian's?
Nobody's crazy as Shady in an eighty million mile radius
I'm what Tom Brady is
six more velours draws feather skin
Hair cutted up hollering
Seven through 3 sixes know we hate a devil where your ? my dick
Can't stand the others
Inn
I said it wasn't me, I got a twin (oh my god its you! Not again!)
It all started when my mother took my bike away
'cause I murdered my guinea pig
a dream in a pipe
Let the words rise
From the book to the mic
In my own way
Convey how this deen gets me Hyped
I may never get the chance
To be indicted
[scratched sample] - "I'm the man!"
I stand in, ?? by the way as i begin
do you know who I am? and may reply with a grin
yes, I'm tired of being ??
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