Lyrics:
around
It's easy to see through
From the age of Lil Wayne and after 2 Live Crew
I was raised to making lyrics that are crude and true
Don't stop looky
'd rather suffer deep in my own silence than let them see me stressing
Mr. Fall and Get Back Up and never ask no questions
I'm Mr. go and get that bag for all
good, so I told her to swallow
I ain't comin' with no Mr. Man, best believe we all though
Had to step on that gas, best believe I pulled a throttle
How
the Yezzy's, KD's, Wheezy's, Coles and Drizzy's
Lil homie from a little city tryna be somebody
Sometimes I throw tantrums around passion on snare drums
Cuz I
the microphone split
Play Mr Tuffy while I'm on some Pretty Tone shit
Verbal assassin, my architect pleases
When I was twelve, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus
Yeah yeah
So they will see the cracks in Mr. Perfect
Yeah
They will see the cracks in Mr. Perfect
Yeah
I ain't got a condom here
(Oh no)
Too
dangerous things on my mind
I must train the pain to survive
I must train the pain to survive
(Yea)
I been smoking trees to get by
I got dangerous things
lo
And she all upon me like a logo, logo
But I'm not complaining, by baby let's go ohhhh
She kill them with the dance
She murder with her waist
and don't leave names
They don't wanna bang with us (they don't wanna bang with us)
Armed, and we dangerous (yeah)
I say I can make a rapper go to sleep by
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
got another way you went wrong
Mr. Owl did ya bring him along
No I was sent by investors and the people want to speak
Oh shut up you skinny
should've held on to my hand
Without you there is no music for the band
Mr. Guitar Man
You leaving us left a mind crater
Being by your side was within my own
let'm
Catch they Z's
Niggas think shit sweet
Let'm have sweet dreams
Aye
Uh
They must think I'm Mr. Sandman
(Mr. Sandman, Mr. Sandman)
Aye do I look like
[Verse 1 - Lil Shade]
I was calm but my palms started to get sweaty stomach got queezy
you was at a party drinking bacardi i didnt like it but i just
the cracks in Mr. Perfect (Yeah, yeah)
So they would see the cracks in Mr. Perfect (Yeah)
Ooh, they would see the cracks in Mr. Perfect (Yeah)
I ain't got
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
Back in this shit where these lil niggas wanna be me
8teenhunnid one of one
Yeah I do this shit for fun
Pussy nigga better run
Pussy nigga you're my son
it's a phase
So dangerous I cover my eyes and still wanna taste
Now I'm tryna get paid
Money running all over my mind, you know imma chase
a matrix, phone jumping having bag conversation
Section 8 days to some acres in a daze from the hell I was raised in
Got this Lil Vibe, She dangerous Hold
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
This is (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream)
Serious, the craziest
D-da, (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream) day-da
Danger, dangerous style
Lyrical
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