Lyrics:
to Natalie Holloway
I feel for her daddy so I wrote this on father's day
I know she gone, but she ain't far away
I just had a daughter, pass me that cigar
Right about now
Mr. Clynch's career is about to be ended by this fucking diss
Judge Barnes presiding
The prosecuting attorneys are
Jaz Barnes, Jaz
to hair ratio, and it hasn't fallen
rudely out on you. If that’s the senario.... then my sincerest apologies.
Saw Mr Brenan in the holloway road yesterday.
screamin'
Don't tread on me, don't tread on me, no
Mr. Marigold, I want your hand to hold
But the farmer's daughter's chasing me away
Laying my head down
be so hard, beautiful and wild
Today is not kind I´m trying to survive
Ooooo, aaaaaa
Mrs Daniels do you know is your daughter at home
I´m trying
a Glock 9, now the block crying, I don't freestyle, I jot mine
Call me Mr 1-800, all I got is hotlines
These niggas tell so many stories they can overlook
to the masses
Just so they can justify the fucked up factions
By elections avoid any questions
Give fake answers
Americas cancer
The little puppet with
Harris'.... Mrs. Bomber Harris' first nipper. You see! So! She was... the
call of nature was coming and descending rather swiftly, so Steve and I... poor old
her
It won't be much you know just
So our hands can touch
But you know, it'd really mean a lot to me
And Mr. Bass you're in a class all by yourself
fuckin' up my color!"
[Mr. Lif]
Okay, Jose is working in the slaughterhouse
Said he's living in the hood, but he wants to get his daughter out
Slipped off
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
The hogs in the barn are ready for the slaughter
The summer sun's done got so much hotter
I finally got a date with Mrs Carolyn's daughter
Thank
spliffs in the living room with
man dem by the dozen In estates
where Aunts look like daughters and siblings look like cousins
Picking up on Monday, signing
we doing cos that nigga hostile
Mr. Finland with the stable flow
So many rings, like I'm toe to toe
Uppercut, left-hook combo
Max Holloway with
but
I keep it in drive
Wasn't put on this earth to
Get by & survive
I've gotta make sure I'm living
To the Max, that's Holloway
Tell my mummy book
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans
it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mr. I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans
used to sit on the piazza and watch these hordes of middle-
aged ladies ariving by every boat. Obviously, all set to have
themselves a ball. So startled
of the dearly departed
Tyrone survived by his mother Barbara
His two year old daughter T'want to
And the baby's mamma Sandra
[He's a murderer! That animal
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
a ditch I'ma dig a few
The odds are against us, because we black
So keep your heat in a stash spot, and always be strapped
Mr. officer, crooked officer
a ditch I'ma dig a few
The odds are against us, because we black
So keep your heat in a stash spot, and always be strapped
Mr. officer, crooked officer
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave (Jesus, Lord)
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you,
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