Lyrics:
the slanguage
I ain't even drop no album yet
Off mixtapes, that's how I've been maintaining
If you a bitch nigga, sorry
In backs there is bodies
Have your
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
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
because I
Like the windows and looking
Outside and stuff
And I think why the album has
Such a bright tone to it
Yo
You got cum in your ear laughs
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock the bells
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
of power with rain and hail
Cut Creator scratch the record with his fingernail
Rock the bells
The king of crowd rockers finally is back
My voice is your
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
That's when the profit is controlled
I seen this before with 2Pac and this is old
Sony recycled Michael with that album and it sold
'Cause fans are really
what led to the robbery
Rappers start blamin' her for postin' up pictures
But that shit happen, learn to mine your fuckin' business (shut up)
Another
This ain't no red flag
Shooters in red rags
Looters in Hermes
Mask on you still see I'm the future
But I had to learn not to judge a man by his past
knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
won't
Cause I make a lot of money and your boyfriend don't
L.L. went to hell, gonna rock the bells
All you washed up rappers want to do this well
Rock
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
listen
Like Michael Jordan just to Scottie pippen
Nigga pass me the rock you know the rest is written
If you don’t play your spot, nigga you lose position
are not alone never let go of my hand
I wanna love you pretty young thang
I wanna rock with you girl you make my heart sang
Your love is a thriller it
have to hold a mass, put your body in a hole
No, you're not on my level get your brakes tweaked
I sold what ya whole album sold in my first week
You
Michael
Jackson on the stage
The niggas that do it will be
A fraction of your age
I keep the toys washed, the boys harsh
I can get the boy squashed
Without
Loyal fans and newfound followers
Whassup y'all? Hello how are you doin out there?
You're chillin I'm winnin
Oh by the way the album's out go get
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