Lyrics:
cut vinyl records
You won't be able to follow me
A true MC, not a new MC
Fuck the computer it's you and me
And the crowd and oh yes they want it loud
in my Adam's apple
Somebody dropped me on my head and I'm for sure
That my mother did it but the bitch won't admit it was her
I slit her stomach
it, I know that you’re listening
Yo… I got a first at uni
Let me tell you something you won’t forget
More time, if you look like me
Nobody cares what
the culture in the game now
Detroit sounds like LA - LA sound like A-Town
But me? I'm just a mix of all the greats I'm tryna make proud
If you don't understand,
did I have to in the line of the barkin' of the bright side
You tried to scare me but I won't mover-a
The bully of the block becomes the hour
the country
Run from my problems and then run for office
How many times i tell you imma prophet?
They won't believe me until i make profit
Tellem'
la cintura
te beso la cara
más que nada bebe tú ta dura
sit by the ocean let me apply that lotion
Tú sabes que eres la única que la aplica
lo que
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the stuff of records get a tasteful
(last night the DJ saved my life)
Cause
Tell me who really gone miss you
Few years go by
They gone fuck round forget you
They see I say out the mix
Won't never fall for no tricks
I know any
alimente mes pensées chaque seconde?
On espère avoir de quoi remplir notre bouche
Et de l'eau qui pleuve sous la douche
Peut-être même un lit doux pour qu'on
Daddy's wine
A whole lotta game
A lotta take your time
Mix it all together
That's how you get a
A little bit of spice
A lotta sunshine
Grandmama's kiss
never forget
I feel like Pacer cause I gotta show that that I measure up bitch
This for muhfuckas who'd laugh at me
You can't get up to my height
you
Won't... won't you please listen to me?
Poo poo la la means I love you
I love you... yes I do
Poo poo la la means I love you
I love you tender, I
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
league don't stop call me Ibra
Santa make it rain, dear I'm still a grantor
Fanta nah mix the salt with the soda
Teacher speaking Yoda
Whip like Toyota
I'm
know why these man are
Messing with the team
When not even Rooney would risk it
You'll still see me
I go forward right by 3 3 3
I'm Jamie, don't watch J
feeling me, fine, ain't gotta listen to my shit
You can hear about me from the critics all on my dick
Bitch, I've been thugging since the motherfucking
I won't harm you or touch your defenses
Vanity and security
Don't you forget about me
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby
Going to take you apart
too long and I'm lost without you)
Now Star is mad I won't grant him a interview
Now he's dissing me cause he dissed you
Can you believe the nerve
forget all the fucked up things that you've done in my life
But I die inside when you cry I won't lie
I don't know how I'm living without you
I'm drunk
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
him
That's the truth of the matter
You pretend the past is the past
Righteous sin
Killer dream catchers
But you forgot that eagles won't touch grass
ranger
And if I don't got it with me on DECK
Your gettin CUT like a
Las Vegas' card player
And I ain't playing with you at all bitch
I ain't a dog trainer
And she just hopes that I won't have to feel the wrath
Mom I ask that you forgive me for being blind
And all the pain you go through when we're doing time
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