Lyrics:
a boss
But it just sounds like (Tartar sauce!)
All these essays don't ever get harder
Taking risks but I ain't no martyr
Lightning in my head like Harry
Til they pick me off the street nigga, murdered a shot
My wars, my words, the only thing that I got
And I live by the gun and I die by the glock
16
tried to make me wait
That's dry
Slower than paint
So I broke ground like quake
Stealing that sand like patience
Tweak so it go my way
Stealing that sand
bodyguard
And they talkin' 'bout Jay-Z battlin' who on Verzuz?
Don't make me sound like Kirk Franklin usin' all them curses
"I will break your neck nigga,
have you singing like Harry Connick
So fake thug shit and that drug shit, homie, stop it
I'm from where niggas get popped and hold that dope in
Now when I ride, got the top down
Best in the game with a hot sound
Niggas compare me to Pac now
Ride on my wave and you might drown
Swerve in the lane
And Docs can’t explain it
They call me a special patient
Finna get all of this money like it’s a Thursday yea
Ahead by a mile I’m in first place yea
I hope
of bros in donny and artane yuh
So many drugs are going round but Ion do cocaine man
That sounds like the life for me I really can't complain
Get the drugs
blew with the breeze
‘Cross the land of free, that it claims to be
Must’ve forgot how it came to be
Built by those who looked the same as me
Now can’t
Is that her?
Damn she's hot, holy shit
I don't think I can walk out there by myself
Alright you and I we'll walk out
Sounds good man, want to bring
you got me curious, you probably look better when you dead
Nine by the spine, fifth in the holst'
Scum bag, it's them D-Block boys, Daddy, Kiss
you got me curious, you probably look better when you dead
Nine by the spine, fifth in the holst'
Scum bag, it's them D-Block boys, Daddy, Kiss
common guarding goblin i'm drowsy
Who drifted by the lousy
Virgin Mary night light
Luminants that blew a kiss to sin
Would've said "Count me in" but
Just
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Of forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me
Sing us the song of the century
That sings like American eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me
Sing us a song of the century
It sings like American Eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of thirteen
Tell me
What do you want from me now? If I don't make the rounds
If they don't like my sounds, if they don't feel my taste
If I don't get the grades, pray to God
like a skater
Don't you understand that I want to shake you?
Oh oh, gonna make you
Oh oh, thoughts are racing
Oh no, tell me, Satan
Oh oh, hearts are
starting to sound like me for that album here go your allowance
Repeating her name but she from the islands can't even pronounce it
We smoke by the ounces
(Chorus)
So I gotta get lifted! All night yea, yea!
(Hip Hop business lift up America)
keep me lifted
(Hip Hop business lift up America)
So I gotta
alright, but just alright
Were waisting our lives, Party all night
Its been a long night
Something bout' you makes me feel like
Were in a dream no this can't
like
Slavoj Zizek, Slovenian and racist, sniffin' at a liner while the coons fuckin' shapeshift
I just wanna make America think... about me, not
Yeah
Coming from these disunited ruinous states of America
From the people
A fuck you
It's time to sound the sirens
It's time to fight the violence
Legendary
Even without the Dairy
I'm Oreos
And all of those are good without the cow
Wow
How do you now sound like you've been stuck in the Lost & Found
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