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Denkst, du kannst mir in die Quere komm'n?
Aber ich habe mehr davon
Chill und gebe keinen Fick auf deren Songs
Ich rappe immer sehr gekonnt, keiner
picked up to get me a lift to
8 Mile and Van Dyke or steal a goddamn bike
From somebody's backyard and drop it off at the park
That was the half way
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
public school too
Like what's in between a 3 and 1 and House Gang, I spoke to all 3 on 1 call
Like I dropped 2 albums and #3 is 1 second from bein' done
lazy
I'm from a place cannons burst, police never come
Homie viewed my life, wrote, and got us out the slums
Came home, the Mobb came to scoop me up
lazy
I'm from a place cannons burst, police never come
Homie viewed my life, wrote, and got us out the slums
Came home, the Mobb came to scoop me up
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
Ey
Ey
Ey
Uh
Verse 1
Wake up’n I’m out my zone, like Malcom stoned chillin wit al capone’ never out I’m home,
But Thas how the fuck goes
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big"
I can see my old ho standing by the mile
Away from the do' just looking at me
Her best friend telling her to holla at me
She wanna say something
working with J.P. and Randy Lennox
From Universal
Also added a couple more people to my tour crew
My youngest brother Jake Boyd started playing guitar
milk crates, blaow
It's Swifty from the 313
Like I said, no one is iller than me, uh
Me and Eminem and Mike, drivin' down Van Dyke
Get my dick
So my block made heavy money my weed fluffy
N' got red hair like Peggy Bundy
I got 20's come cop from the house
Cause the green you got garbage
Like
So my block made heavy money my weed fluffy
N' got red hair like Peggy Bundy
I got 20's come cop from the house
Cause the green you got garbage
Like
on the Q-train home
Satisfied, she learned the words to my thug song
See we one big borough of Dons with firearms
And we never use those, til the man act
nåt jättemalle.
1-2.
Do kan dra ner pianot tror jag för det är väldigt vasst I öronen.
Vasst.
Vasst.
Väldigt
the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the booming system
I must be getting old cause the bass sounds
Watch out! If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the boomin' system
I must be gettin'
aloft Excalibur from the bosom of
the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to
carry Excalibur. [singing stops] That is why I am your
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
Skepta, Roll Deep, yeah
E16, n17, e3, sw9, e14, n13 we do this ting
Rules and regulations
I've been a scholar since ching chang walla
Real life, not
the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
Black
Trey Lo folks, visiting from Mississippi"
Passed a pint of Hennessey
(Here, sip this with me)
I'm J-Bone, we gon' get it popping tonight
Wassup?
food, baby momma need fin
You know me, New York cap on
Batman whip that I got off a rap song
I'm the fan with the illegal strap on
Teflon n a wife beater
_(cropped).jpg/300px-Clare_And_The_Reasons_+_Van_Dyke_Parks_(4660964869)_(cropped).jpg "Van Dyke Parks")
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