Lyrics:
word of mouth (That's just word of mouth)
Tell em get my dick up out your fucking mouth
Take the stress away
Too much opps so I keep that glock on me (I
Started from the bottom
Penn relay Philly first place
Wooooo
I do my dirt all by my lonely
I be eating these rappers up
I spit them out like cheap Bologna
Better yet three way connect the harvest
Word my weapon draw it I am an artist
R-I-P the dearly departed God got em
They trying to own a ghost
We got
a sucka, them ain't really my type
Rat snakes, yea mayne the game is full of wild-life
Don't wanna do no time right?
You wanna live that high life
livin
I'm out to get it my truck an ak can hit it
I'm a rap tycoon, I was fly in the whom
So I'm gettin ass like a public bathroom
I went from Rikers
what's left
How you gon say your heart is right
when God had put it on the left
These words come straight from out my soul that's how i know that i been
would leave
My seven bizzos...(2x)
Seven days, seven ways, that's too much...
My seven bizzos...
On Wednesday there's Wanda, who looks like Jane Fonda
dealt with addiction
I don't know why I scream and shout
I hate these words That leave my mouth
And when you cry I hate myself
Wish I could give you all
toolied up
Hop out the country i put my pistol underground
Pull up with money im tryna make some in that town Huh
addicts on addicts im tryna feed someones
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Grabbed my hand, pushed me down
Took the words right out my mouth
Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it
Can anybody
mouth
Mean nothing to you, you throw them out tonight
Burn them to my throat
Save these last notes
For you, and only you
All of these words I spilled from
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
my money where my mouth is
I win and repeat it (Hey)
You ain't 'bout it
I only go up, there ain't no other way around it
I can see right through it
twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like
to soak ya feet baby
I had a long day, I want to make you feel right"
She just got finished soaking my dick in her mouth nigga
You put time in this ho,
There's something about you
I can't seem to point it out
Heard me in the streets
Yeah yeah whats the word of mouth
All these lil' freaks turn me off
angst
Words that form themselves in trance
Shut my mind off, let the soliloquies dance
I don't know what to say
When faced with my problems I just hide
faced
Bang! bang!
Put my fucking gun in your mouth
Pull the trigger, spit it out, say it out loud!
Lyrics written by Jules Mitch
It's too late, you
Hehehe, these are my words to my first born..
Can you picture, young n****z in a rush to grow
Til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
out, work it out, work it out
Down in the south, word of mouth Down in the south, word of mouth
Work it out, work it out, work it out, work it out
Work
opponents, let me just demonstrate for a minute
Crooks gettin' hooked, to my book, just like an addiction
Stop your diction you drop, the science fiction
desire fills me with
Ecstasy, and I respond to the urgent need to
Sink into you, to taste
Your vulva completely, to hold it in
My mouth and leave no corner
Yup
Had to give you one to hate on
I'm on the grind right now get my skate on
See I created the change that's customs
I made something out of nothing
Yup
Had to give you one to hate on
I'm on the grind right now get my skate on
See I created the change that's customs
I made something out of nothing
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