Lyrics:
the fuck of it
Ain't no tellin' in my crew 'cause everybody guilty of somethin'
That's why we wound up, we all dumpin'
And the nigga who don't blast, he
and the wisdom, understanding of the lord
Is stored, if you're lured everybody grab your sword
If I live by the sword then I die by the sword
I'll die by
on the sea
CHORUS:
The HMS Defiant sailed to live up to her name
There was no word of mutiny aboard, but who was there to blame?
The Defiant
They say wise men know they shouldn't argue with fools
This is the magi who lost the lesson confining his crew
Couldn't find his present for Christ
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
peace
Chorus
Dedicacted(repeated)
I've got to live kid
(2x)
This goes out to all my peoples locked down
And waiting for the days to see the sun
two's, little dude grew, now he got a two two
Pew pew
Clips like YouTube, no loose moves
Just a team full of loose screws, still drilling haha, who knew
call that racial mixing moment
Now if Tucker Carlson says another fourteen words
I might have to kill two birds By OJ-ing a white girl
Fuck a T.E.R.F
Loadin' up my Mac, goin' to my crib, to get my twelve-gauge.
One of my boys just got shot, huh.
F***in' around, in that million dollar spot.
A educated
All day, everyday, it's okay X2
[Evidence]
Yo international cat, just got my passport back
Flyin' DC Tens born December tenth,
To those who
looking like Jack Black
Now I'm phat, forever rad, so F all that
Your back home, paying bills with your walled named Dad
One missy, two sissies, 3
and it don't make sense,
To live your whole life for the dollars 'n' cents,
This greed is killin' us by the hundreds,
Ya sittin' on a million but ya still
a new height
Nothing but love and we crew tight
Craving renew sight
Hussle for food tight
Who the dopest on the planet BI-ITCH
Chyna White
[Chorus:]
thunda (BOO-YAH!)
Scared MC's bound to run and pull fall up under
Avalanches
[Starang]
Fake niggas always snap like branches
Step into my crew
live and die based on your likes and your follows
Yo, see ever since I left you, F U, F2
Like what's that god dam correspondent button I press next
them they be dead wrong.
Dead Wrong Last song Yo check it out.
Vs 2
I had a “homie” who got sick of this realm.
To avoid suicide he
and his 2-2's
I saw him last night in the prime time news
Shot and killed by an on duty Jake
His birth to the earth was a big mistake
Now, history was not
they can send me a few of yours
And by a few I mean way more than two
You can times that by twenty and tell 'em to come through
And watch them get
better blue tennis shoes tidy, with our body
As I fall into the Mack 10 listenin party
Got greeted by some niggas who I never knew
Cold thing
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
a bullshit exam
Cause fuck school
Fuck rules
Fuck jewels
Fuck money
Fuck bitches
Fuck me
And fuck you
I can do this shit by myself I don't need a fucking crew
crew bent a half a hunned gone spit
Chocolate tay true dat yo who him who dat
Snatchin' up da "L" like a snipher
Son you will surely miss the next
all my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of drug dealin
Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks (fuck them)
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