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Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
by asking another question. But the Israelis were vey curious about the Gulf War and what Americans had thought about it, and I tried to think
about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every other bitch from the Wild, Wild West
End up dying from
and get mad drunk (Yeah)
Go 'head and bounce (Uh)
Make 'em go wild (Yeah)
Er'body watching, show 'em what you all about (Aye)
Go 'head and bounce (Huh)
Make
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
When they returned to Canada, she was about starting college; but then her father started beating and maltreating her (it was so bad that sometimes he
keeps it freaky now
Know I get a little bit too wild
Where'd you learned those moves?
Got a style that'll make you go viral
I know you said it first
Got
power, I made you buck-wild
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's
power, I made you buck-wild
Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
Besides me, it's
told her don't worry, I'm gone make it home
I can't forget bout what happen to bro
I'm seeking revenge no I can't let it go
So I been
WILD'N
You talk
though it ain't no black
I'm proud to yack is the malaysian rap
I like the bass and the kick drum go boom
the party's really getting wild 'cause the new
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
short to not live wild
Live wild, live wild
I don't care about the consequence
I don't need it all to make any sense
You always hesitate to have a good
Yeah
It's been a while yep
Since I smiled yep
And I keep it lowkey cause that is my style yep
On that loud yep
Girls gone wild yep
Too much money
before in this life
Could it be me that they're talking about,
Or maybe it's really some other guy..
He's the wild one chasing women, getting those DWIs
really busy
Hit the E-Way, do the dash, now I'm in Liberty City
In the Wild Wild West, boy, you gotta keep a glizzy
Sellin' Za by the 3-5, goin' for the 60
do my best to dance with every girl in this bar
Before they shut it down
Then I'll pay my tab, climb in a cab
Hit another spot downtown
It's all about
declined
Can't think about you don't remind
I'm working hard don't got the time
She say you live wild everyday
She say you live wild everyday
She say you
hair, she drive me wild, and her smile ooohhh
Talk about them Lakers and the Raiders with her middle finger up to them haters, girl You crazy
Amazing, I'm
Baby I can’t be with you my life wild!
Thinking about a sack, I need it right now!
I been on my own, but I can’t tap out
Stepping to the plate like
Stickin' to tradition like The Fiddler (Yuh)
Boy on a mission like it's Middle Earth (Aye)
Success and I were twins that were split at birth (Yuh)
keep a four or the knife
Know what it's for it's on sight
Four by the four if I write
Foresaw the snake it ain't right
It got me bakin the mic
It got me
Lights, camera action ima get back to show
This the wild west end for the ones who actually know
It's never been a secret on how it actually goes
of the hardest man in our gate
A family man that loved his life and lived it in the fast lane
I agreed immediately inspired by Micky's heartache
He invites me
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