Lyrics:
or written the illest truth by my depiction
Work these words like prostitution challenging the bounds of the constitution
If it protects me that God bless it
make up later
Drain streams down
Suck a drought
Chug a chaser
cnd these thots always Naughty by Nature
Hip hop driven
That's progression in my
sucker MC's
Chilling out in the Oaktown singing a rap
No MC could rock like that
Now I say it like bitches say
No MC could rock my way
When I rap
politics
Swallow fear mongering spread by talking head accomplices in
Calculated debates, hot take appetizers
For ratings that'll satiate advertisers
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
get your family kidnapped by wavin' one of these hands
Yeah, uh-huh, niggas talk that gangsta shit until it happen
Come through shootin' backwards
gotta cuming through a text
Let's work, I'm the only thing she wanna see
The only way to be a sucker free and that is me
A boss when I pull up
hoe?
Cause youse a gangsta, liquor, sucker, fucker
Teaser, pleaser, slap her, tap her
in the back of her, the bed, the flow that's yo' hoe
On the couch,
(God)
Got Will Smith out here lookin' like a whole sucker
Wonder how Jaden and Willow feel about they mother (damn)
Fuck that Red Table, let's discuss
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
me, and what I feel
Might find their legs bein' replaced by steel
This is a brand new year, and the penalty is death
So there won't be a lot
know me by the breathe on your face
...on your face
It's true
I staged these lines for you
I work and I rage and I work just to fly to you
dead
I'm tryna tell you somethin', this shit's real
When you work hard to get it that's how you feel
The man that start what they knew and they ain't
arrived
Cornered by the order
Checkmate sucker, not a move, game's over!
Clocks bending backwards, many cannot get with me
A logical man, I'm the epitome
My
know what it's about
Dying for likes niggas living for the clout
Sucker free I will never take that route
Guess I gotta be lame to get respect Yeah
but just that very minute
It occurred to me
The suckers had authority
Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell
How long has it been?
They got me sittin'
my mind into pieces
I’m alright when I’m caught in the middle
Thats okay I’m a sucker for trouble
Wasted in my very own kingdom
Stripped down like
shot him to the ground, murder without a warning
Alleged that he pulled a knife and tried to rush 'em
The video proved they lied, how disgusting
(M)
just a sucker for you baby, I cry, cheat steal and lie
I never know why, no I think I know why, 'cause
You know
Yeah you know
That the color, cut,
for your gun you suckers
B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
I got a few chickens that's gon' work that
gun you suckers
B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
cool?"
"Are you tired of people
Being in your business?"
"Well, you need not worry again
Get some locs" "That's right, some locs"
"For the amazingly low
A necromancer
Living in a place that isn't a place but an idea
A mental haven among crows and ravens
And death and corpses
A garden without grass...
After
that monkey nigga in high school
Sit at the lunch table, steal and eat his damn food
The pretty girls, they say, Michael a damn fool
I get my work on,
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