Lyrics:
what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin'
When the death come callin'
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun (gun)
I think I
I go by the name ICE COD
SoftKida give them
Baby na your love
Me I come for
Give you sweet love
Give you comfort
Lemme be the man
That you call
Give
the pasture graduated out the garden to James Harden
You couldn't ask a man what it cost him
I hide a gem in his coat
He'll find it when he's woke
Throwed
Standing right in the landing site
Popping shots off at anybody rambling by
I'm in the zone, looking for a spot to hide
When I was sniped by a guy
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
the proof inside the music
I'm an innovator when it comes to flows
That's how it goes
Call yourself king but we don't see your crown
Caged bird can't sing if
I've been patiently waitin
Until it's my time to blow
Why these niggas actin' hoes with me
I never change, I remain to be J-U-E
I never hated even when
The Seven Wonders of the World
And I can make you the eighth
If you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl, I don't mean my woman
That ain't my style
Need a real
So mothafuck what a fuckboy is tellin' me
I'm lit so they inhalin' me
Since I'm iller, no man be triller
No woman no cry, fuck her, I didn't feel
dreams
And don't settle for less cause you are a king
THAT'S REAL TALK - YOU GOT THE BLOOD OF KINGS RUNNING THROUGH YOU
REMEMBER THAT
And as a man
with the whisper
Come through step out i step with triggers
Them man love talkin
School run get cheffed in the morning
Chitty chattin informing
All night
woman
And she find time to put in
I love to love them young girls
(who wouldn't)
I dream of Jeannie, and fucking her obscenely
Make em sing
It's bliss,
rolling through the city
All the kings with me
All the queens with me
Show love if you see me
Yeah
Shout out to E Man
This beat knocking gahdamn
You vibing
deserted
Artillery man
Is everybody dead ?
Journalist:
Not everybody
Look !
Six cannons with gunners standing by
Artillery man:
It's bows and arrows
to the almighty sun
Circumnavigated by globes
He was the one
Known to be the center
The chambers of his heart were made for no man or woman to enter
Making
E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G
E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G
When I'm out on the road
Goin' from show to show
Told my homie Romeo
How much I missed you so
I
by the boys of the world
But I!! i.. am.. totally ignorant to that type of pride
Yell, when your groin starts to rebel
Yo l, I told you that we would
And I'm better than flashbacks
Poppin' like man
When they get a new snap back
Took a break while the world's on lockdown
Now I got the world on the
In
father to my son on Christ that was true love
Had to be kind to a woman who had hated me and patiently invest energy in my new son
Was tryna be a man now
clique
You know how we do it when the kid come through
(We love you D loc) yeah I love you too
I'm the are-I-see-H-T-E-are
You know Richter be
know you could spend some money on me (uh-huh)
It's aight, you know, you do whatever
Mm (just do that then)
Every man need a woman when his life is
devilish eyes
Took me by the hand to my surprise
See the back seat woman looking real mean
Didn't know she was a death machine
Believe it or not it all
daughter's love you did win.
For if I were a woman, as I am a man,
My bedfellow you would have been."
"Oh will you marry my daughter Janet,
By the truth
Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin', Amar'e
A nick' sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown
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