Lyrics:
think something in the water
Sky blood red, trees burn by the dozen
Niggas came in here without coughing
Switch niggas tryna recreate the Big Bang
Why
When for the first time since I had walked in the door the music stopped
The heavy man at the piano took his cigarette out of his mouth
Poured a shot
them no go take pas my turf
This bars are cleavage I’m a bitch if I don’t get it off my chest
Brain wasn’t gifted by a fat man who ride
Deers
I
out, by the bench now
Chillin' on the boat, saw the ice cream truck out
Sixteenth, to the boat, then they fly out
Man, I thought that I would lose it,
Yelawolf, Tech N9ne, Royce 5'9
Dj Yella, Kancept, Red and Method Man
LL Cool J, Nas, Dej Jam
Mos Dej and Black Thought so im Back in
Lil rappers ain't ill
blanket
In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!
I wasn't always an old maid.
I didn't
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In the basement of the morgue of Laretto hospital,
The silver teeth of a man killed by a jealous wife!
I wasn't always an old maid.
I didn't
it all comes back up
Ruin the only time I ever fell in love
They've got me by the balls, August, they got me
And I don't want to admit it
But I want
Wicklow Street, directly across from the college. Her
face is shielded by the red hood but I can tell it is a woman
by her lithe, graceful, catlike
heart
I've got charcoals by the armfuls that burn my armor apart
I've got charcoals in my heart, but I've got charcoals in my heart
I've got charcoals
happy man a boy
Kids locked away in a closet
Late August feeling
Feel the night tap on your shoulder
If I'm lucky, I'm an old man's distant memory
throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep
faux leather
Spicy red sausage and gingers in August
Lets burn
Non-believers will you do me a favor
Taste my tail pipe and tell me the flavor
Blackened
Hey yo, what up man, how you doing, bro!
Yeah- I'm good man I need to delete this bitch… yeah
She getting my nerves… yeah
I will just telling what
Last August, I met this hard chick, caught a carbon pick
'Bout to visit her, man, in month six
Just comin' home from a two year trip
Now we 'bout
flight
I beat up the beat like I beat up the pussy tonight
Shawty, she hop on my dick like a bike
Pedaling fast, man, that shit fire
Gotta get by, let's
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
what? TO avoid bein stuck and blazed up
Laced up, struck from the waste up, embraced by the muts in the cut
Bullets sizzle up, leave you fist fucked,
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up
bottles of Ciroc
And bowls of red grapes members of
Meek's entourage
Old friends who he now semi-employs
For a variety of unspecific tasks
Drift in and out
rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
First, Imma rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
Then run my tongue down your neck to your bare
a light lad may kiss and fly
A kiss gone by is bygone
Never have I asked an August sky
Where has last July gone?
Never have I wandered through the rye
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