Lyrics:
you keep repeating conversations
I'm too old for this
I be overthinking, might be having flashbacks
All I hear is, boy, go get that belt
Now that's
damn, yo man this man, is way too hot do not get near
Whoah
What the mess nasty cunt-to-fuck the fuck we got here
Ohh girl god damn, yo this man is way
school Boney, they call me Frank the Tank
The footlong polish sausage boy, streakin' on that drank
I'm the one that get them panties off when they say ya
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
remember Vine
It's nasty
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all, y'all
Of course all the hardcore heads
sold out the garden
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you
a nasty bitch
I tell her touch it
She gonna try and grab the dick
I bust a nut
It's soft, she get it back hard
The police kick in the door she
Forest run!
Told that pussy little boy I wasn't goin for nothing!
My stick got a sun on it!
You get what you want from it!
Boom boom boom boom!
That bitch
Lewis is 51
A young boy stands outside throwing dust
Dry rocks against the garage
"thap! thap! thap!"
Shocked by the body's limpid
Drag disease flab
a freak she get mannish
I'm low on da jet
BBC bitch from my socks to my neck
That's billionaire boys man they owe me a check
Like at least send a nigga some
fool, I could see it in your eyes
To come this way was by no means wise"
"Get up, stand up, you greedy-lipped wench
And cover your face or suffer
The Lower East Side began
Punk fashion as well
With ripped clothes and spiked hair
Worn by a poet named Richard Hell
Hell was in Television, The Neon Boys
invincible
My armor is impenetrable, criminal
Prime, by myself I'm only divisible
Better know if you look right past me
That it can get all nasty
And then
water, that pussy like water
Boy that pussy like water, that pussy like water
Boy that pussy like water, that pussy like water
Boy that pussy like water,
(words t.bryn/music t.bryn, brad nack)
(temptation rap by m. brooke)
The beat of love is a nasty one.
It's a flame from the devils fire.
'cause
I fight me a clown
Switch on the back of the Glock, shi, shi
Bows get sold by the pound
Niggas be lackin', hop out in traffic with ah drum
You know
right
One stop away from get high
Don't sleep cause it might just go by
Kick rocks if it do then oh my
Cross tracks and ride from that side
A man can't
but I can get the job done all by myself yeah
You can come along but I can get the job done all by myself yeah
Hey boy gonna go to work and stimulate
swiping up to get with chicks who only 12
Then this nigga called his boy
Damn he need some back up
Like a cop (cop) (Like a fed)
Damn he really need some
all turn to
A mellow kinda fellow but in the past he
Been known to get a attitude and get right nasty
Snatch the wax, it's a fact not a figment
hello nasty where you been
It's time you brought the grimy beats out the dungeon
I jumped outside the house with my Walkman on
I get so hyped when I hear
electric a nigga don't need drive
I just really wanna drive around in a range ya
I just really think I wanna get paid
Lemme tell you things I would do just
homo, y'all some pains in the asses
Get turned to toast like raising your glasses
When I'm on stage, girls swing from the rafters
Often nasty like
looked at me silly
I told her aye
This where I come from
Look wild but I promise
That you gon dumb fun
I was raised by the gun
Real young
So baby I ain’t
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