Lyrics:
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Robbin' and theivin' is one who infiltrates with a Colgate frown
Nor remember my nasal for I sniff frequencies
(Well, it started in the year
a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with
havin', the same?
Waiter another round for the gang"
It's strange how I always felt outta place
Joe the Butcher's my ace
But in comes Freckle Face
So I said
provided by Cookin' Soul (Uh, huh)
Came in this game from out of
Nowhere and I took control
(I took shit over, nigga) rockin' my jewels
I'm goin' to see one
Welcome to Camp Demons
Enjoy your rest
Good night
Welcome to Camp Demons
Where my fears roam
Found another lost soul by a grave stone
Yeah, Camp
Inorganic beings y’all bouta be frightened
So this is my last album in the 3rd dimension
Cause I’ll be taken away by the ascension
Hey maybe I’ll still make
draw your inspiration from
When you're creating your music?
MGK: You know, it's funny on my last
Album, I wrote the song "27
" and I was talking about
And make us better people
Not swayed easy by evil
I'm just tryna make a point out of marble
If I can't swallow all my pride then should I gargle
And if I
I'm just a sad soul
I'm just a sad soul
I'm just a sad soul
It got me missing pieces of my heart
Yeah, tranna read my lines
It's a blessing feeling
topie jeszcze więcej osiągnięć
Dam ci mój rap w jego najlepszej formie
By twój wysiadł jak McGyver przy Jamesie Bondzie
Tomas Oxy Dj Joe rap robimy byś go
fluctuations
Waves on waves configurations
That dance between the balls of sound
And bind my world to soul"
The Stooges were a Freak Out band
In Detroit
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
Where's all my soul sistas?
Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
brought lean back like Joe Crack
Couldn't give my uncle no money 'cause he would smoke that
The 'Gram got him thirsty for pictures so they could post that
about business that's solid
I won't tell a soul
I got dawgs on the phone, Ngwano o timile phone
O tsere ke seven e white, O stout
Came from the bottom
Where's all my soul sistas?
Lemme hear ya'll flow, sistas
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
Bought your first album, ain't took it out the plastic yet
Move from Philly to L.A. And think he Fresh Prince
Sean Kingston got robbed and now you niggas
decay
But I still hope that my album will get a few plays
I'll get by, taking this day by day
But if I die, just know you'll be okay
All I've ever done
ground ground
Cut up in soul soul by the pound pound
I'm going downtown like Julie Brown I'm the round mound
Not a rebound but like a hound I get
torn joe
I think they gay, don't want to play my shit up north
But that's okay, jealousy can go a long way
And what goes around comes around in
eat with me
I read the bible, I know 'bout betrayal, I get reminded by a Jesus piece
Perfect match, put my soul on beats, my brother with me, he gon'
that he already know, because he studied my whole flow
Back in October 22nd, 2012
That's when he sold his soul
Trying to compete with Ghost Coast
own war
I had no choice, but to go forth
Live by the words on my voice like I'm noble
And this whole world, will go and say
Josepe won't ever go and do
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