Lyrics:
I decide when your time is up
Not for the money but for lust
I'm not even called by my name
Some could say that I'm insane
You're next in to the line
got your nuts cut off so you really can't hang, bro
Pray to God you're not struck in the street by Dodge Durango
cll of these people I meet are so damn
markers
I've scribbled out of the lines, out the box since I was a toddler
And you're never going to stop a little lyrical genus
Never going to get up in
of the W.P.A.,
and I'm here.
Danced in my scanties, three bucks a night was the pay,
and I'm here.
I've stood on bread lines with the best,
watched while
haters look like Caesars civilians
Real shit real talk looking like I be hawk
Smoking herb flying on these weed crops
You're a bigger bitch than all of TMZ
for a miracle to hold me, wash me
Make me know what it's about
As the longing in me makes me want to sing
Noel or Navidad
Season celebration or just
lying
I'm throwing up new Stabs whenever you flex
I turn the battleground into a duplex
So who's next for a round in the head?
You're mine now bi- ah,
a thousand watts in yer flowerpots
And a ree-mote line in the biffy
If ya feel a twitch when ya throw the switch
Ya gonna dim all the lights in Wichita
Gonna
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer,
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes,'
You're stratosphere.
You're my thoist,
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer,
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes,'
You're stratosphere.
You're my thoist,
to trap niggas
You in the trap with us, when the lines is as vivid
As the walls on the graph, autographed by the Lord of Wrath
I reside between
fuck so well
Man that bitch so cold, man that bitch so cold
I'ma take my time, I'ma hit that slow
'Cause I ain't in a rush young girl
You're the only
lookin' into your eyes
Forget about my problems, I'm in paradise
I'm alright as long as you're by my side
You're my best friend, my lover, my rock
Wanna
Let's shift gears for a minute
And talk about New York
City i actually get in
Arguments because people say
Nicki doesn't rep New York i say "What do
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
On the firing line lock, one round load
Ready on the right? Ready on the left?
Ready on the firing line? Watch for your targets
Yeah, yeah, pay
isn’t always gonna be meant for me
One second you’re my best friend and the next you’re dead to me
I keep on putting my life on the line so that I can
opponents in the pro-cess no less
I'm hoping I can open with a line from my old OG PD note pad
Not gloating but I'm floating like I'm in the ocean on a boat
out the big, red carpet
Since I know you'll walk the line
Well it's a Christmas miracle
For my broken heart
Cause I'm finally wise to you
So move
and Mitch, followin my cousin Murdoch
All the brothers were real, goin for what they feel
By the way, peace to my man Sha and Big Neal
Now in
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer,
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes,'
You're stratosphere.
You're my thoist,
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer,
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes,'
You're stratosphere.
You're my thoist,
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer,
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes,'
You're stratosphere.
You're my thoist,
By the River Rhine, You're a sturdy stein of beer,
You're a dress from Saks's, You're next year's taxes,'
You're stratosphere.
You're my thoist,
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