Lyrics:
(okay)
I just be playin' gallery flares, feel like Camp Lo (this is NY)
Hat low, I'm high though, my mind in is a spiral
They ask me if I'm sure, I say,
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
take this shit)
But on his way in (I can't take it no more, holmes)
He has a sudden change of heart (Shit is mine)
And suddenly (I gotta do this)
His
take this shit)
But on his way in (I can't take it no more, holmes)
He has a sudden change of heart (Shit is mine)
And suddenly (I gotta do this)
His
take this shit)
But on his way in (I can't take it no more, holmes)
He has a sudden change of heart (Shit is mine)
And suddenly (I gotta do this)
His
salute
Ay, I run these city streets
More than the boys who run track
You don't believe me?
Ask my city who put it down on the map, ay
(We run this town)
We
and I got my comrades
We coming for all the wealth you hoard
Yeah, Yeah
On my Spongebob shit
Dismantling this oppressive establishment
Board by board,
(all, all that glitters is not gold)
Ma, we here, we gon' cook this Sunday, okay? (And all gold is not reality)
So come by (real is what you lays on me)
sleeps on the station floor
Next to destitutes who lose their spirits
The odor keeps him wondering how he ever got this way
His crucial years were a valley
(right)
But guess what
We ain't getting that no mistake
If mistakes made you ended up in this phase then how do you feel
When ya friend die so late
We all
a
Nocturnal,
Gregarious
Wild swine
On his way up!
A peccary of destiny,
Adventure
And
Romance!
Is there any mail for me?
Swifty's!
This is big swifty's!
At big
This country has been surprised by the way the world looks now. They don't know if they want to be Matt Dillon or Bob Dylan. They don't know if they
George taught me all about concentration.
"The art of being still," he said
I guess I did not learn it soon enough.
George likes to be alone
the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin', I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way, the proof by the way
Mr. front up on me know I'm
hay
You bitches wanna throw me
Up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that
don't fake mine, I do this the fair way
Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display
Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away
Let me be
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Sayonara
To the kid who fished for popularity
To the kid running on jealously
Without a scrape of an identity
Yo
This is it man
That's the Tape done
Yo
I
didn't feel
A thing when they said anything about me
I know who I am and I know the mission that
Needs to be accomplished by
Me don't ever forget
That I am
Everybody feel it, Mike Myers with the mic how I kill it
Then I get this top billin', hey (woo)
Keep your third eye open
Any problem with the safe, then I
Uh, ladies and gentlemen
We'd like to welcome y'all to this Def Jam party
And I'm your host with the most, Snoop D-O-Dub (haha)
Now, tonight, I'll
George ou Demos
Les deux ont les cornes pis les bosses, l'logo l'crane pi les os
Les Big Boss dans leurs belles toges noires
J'les feel pas
Dans leurs
on this spot in the desire to find solution,
There's little to see and feel but the sighing and dying of our world.
But for suffering we might have been
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