Lyrics:
chopper, no new blade shit
I go crazy on this beat right now
I really gotta go and spit heat right now
Don't matter what the fuck it's prada
Well fitting
the light
And no one gave a shit
Not even the kids
He was already dead you see
Your body moved slow
And you're brain did too
Mind wrecked by drugs
Go Find
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
these boots and bloody cube steaks from keebu
[ODB] 4X
What party can you go to
And I ain't there you bitches actin like they don't care
[RZA]
up in
New York my whole life i would
Go to the block and hang out with
My home girls on the weekend
And then Monday through Friday I was
Having
these boots and bloody cube steaks from keebu
[ODB] 4X
What party can you go to
And I ain't there you bitches actin like they don't care
[RZA]
through the day say, but oh
5 |1 |4 |1 |5 2d7/6 5d7 |
You don't know nothin' about the lonely nites
1 |/ |6- |/ |
Well now night go away please hurry up
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
admit it I did (yeah)
I done fucked with a couple of fans (fans)
I admit that I'm a gift and a curse (gift and a curse)
I admit that I don't go
everything including the
Möet in the cup brooklyn, New York
(Legend) , pledging allegiance
Clowns that get out of bounds
And don't follow procedures
Ayo, you
Not very good! People don't
Really respect me!
Mark: If I were a girl, every
Time I went to the gynecologist
I'd fake an orgasm!
Tom: Bad kids! Mark:
of gasoline
Meek's stress and fatigue
Seem instantly diminished
They chose this block because
It's relatively desolate
("I don't think cops go down there, "
kid
You stay back like adlibs, I buy, I don't ask shit, I pop shit and pop tags, bitch
This New Era be cappin', uh
Me, Sean, T off that Pusha T,
Fellas at the backdoor, girls by the bedroom
The name is Play, don't dare play me cheap
The microphone is a broom and I'ma sweep ya
Off your feet with
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
We can be all we try
Our lies determine our lives
We can do all we please
We won’t fall to our knees
Banging that block, yeah we banging that block
A residential contractor got
Her master's with honors at the
University of New Orleans
I used to go to every class with
Her her father was my
Paternal figure he'd
a neck bone, you don't have to say please
Eatwutchyalike, yo, smellhowyalike.
Everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
bone, you don't have to say please
Eatwutchyalike, yo, smellhowyalike.
Everybody doowutchyalike
Ooh, I see guys and girls dancin', ooh, ooh
You know parents are the same
No matter time nor place
They don't understand that us kids
Are going to make some mistakes
So to you, all the kids all
the best version this time around...
Wake up, boy! You're falling behind! Wake up, now!
Don't roll your eyes at me, boy! Catch up!
cgain with this
And You Fellas Who Don't Know My Game
Yes I'm Called The Prnce of Soul
But Others Call Me The Kid Creole
The MC Delight, Young Ladies Bite
When I'm
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