Lyrics:
be surprised by your findings
Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some
knows how to make a Meek Mill record
" he says, stating the obvious still
He plays along
"All in favor of the first single being ‘Bad
' put your hands
I'm dreamin'
I love my family, gon' make sure they eating
I'm by myself so I don't need a team man
Never fail math I just count up the green man
Yeah I
to work
Or staring into space when you're feeling berserk
I don't really mind if it's over your head
'Cause the job of resurrectors is to wake up
to work
Or staring into space when you're feeling berserk
I don't really mind if it's over your head
'Cause the job of resurrectors is to wake up
the issue
Then again, this really ain't about you
Your ability to empathize or be more precise when you generalize
Nor is it my responsibility to make you
up
And it feels so good...
People keep rockin it yeah
Gimme just a minute Ill crack your chakras
This is just a jam by Kyprios and Sukrates
Energy is
yuh
You on track you on track it's alright
You got stacks you got stacks in your mind
You ain't lost that aint facts you're just blind
You can never
theory––no one really knew what the fuck was going on in her head and how to prescribe anything to help––but the one theory she wound up taking the most
it's hard to make a song
How you want it with us and half of your artists got make-up on?
Every magazine I open, you on your knees takin' prayer
directed by Spike Lee
Ain't got no codeine in my cup
I guess we 'bout to blow trees (huh, woah woah)
No limit like Master P
When I jump on a track, it's
of my clique ya nah
Raise up the dead an' ah
Worship the devil
Red is my best color
So Solid we are players, instigators
Gimme a girl, I make her
on the
vinyl, CD, or video. Now you are very lucky, double-bubble so, because you have got this stuff in your
hands. Uuuh! Yes. Talking of which, the fourth side
of my clique ya nah
Raise up the dead an' ah
Worship the devil
Red is my best color
So Solid we are players, instigators
Gimme a girl, I make her
like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything
the chair, square
Sleep with me, you came here, war with me is scary
Get beat silly tryna lamp here, better bring your theory heat
I got a drop damp here,
the chair, square
Sleep with me, you came here, war with me is scary
Get beat silly tryna lamp here, better bring your theory heat
I got a drop damp here,
your youngest children yeah
I put the recordin' of you beggin' for your
Life up in his Build A Bear
Make me mad and watch shit start flippin'
You'll
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Don't never play with my damn money
That's the quickest way to get your ass kilt
I fuck her raw I lost my mind
Got more bodies than my damn self
Lost
make me feel confined
Always fuckin' stuck behind
What I invisioned in my mind
Damn
Why does it feel like I'm second rate
Even though the shit I create
your girlfriend hired
But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call
We above the law, we don't give a fuck 'bout y'all
I got dogs that'll chew a fuckin'
If they judging by appearances how they treating my color way
I swear ain't no comparison
What a time to be alive better cherish it
Money on my mind
it don't mix
And you don't even know you're waiting for your rhyme fix
But my mind sticks, my rhyme hits, your mind gets
Amputated, 'cause your
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