Lyrics:
them losses
I jumped in the water I ain’t put on no goggles
I been through that struggle look how we came out it
Ay ay
Young Nigga might cop me some
they say nah, make em say so
Step on they toes, get in they face
I don't care if you by yourself in Miami with a chick going vacate
Jump on payphone,
it up off of me
So that's one time it saved my life
The way, the way, I, uh, I came by the name of Lucille
I was over in Twist, Arkansas, I know
really, it held it up off me
So that's one time it saved my life
The way, the way I came by the name of Lucille,
I was Over in Twist, Arkansas, I
Hey, MC Lars! What's that, Schaffer?
We're making the band! Yeah!
Literally
Lars that's-that's a good pun
In an attempt to assemble
The ultimate
I saw roses choking in the grass flaking paint
In a broken window pane
A mailbox barely standin' by the driveway
I can almost read the name
A swing
Johnson's just a fucking twat
Head up his arse cos he thinks it's a hat
Covid will wave goodbye
In March then April then June then July
Mr Raab your chicken
with the hands of a clock
Good can't help but do a little evil
Evil can't help but,
do a little Good.
Who's that singing in the kitchen by the stove?
[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'
Johnson, you Larry Bird (damn)
The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs.
Its 187 on a motherfucking hook niggas out of bounds should have shook we banging by the book got shot in the neck trying to get away and to a vigi
a lil different (Move)
No big deal, I ain't lose sleep, really I rather be distant (Move)
Stay offline, I ain't got time, why don't y'all mind y'all
to move a lil different (Move)
No big deal, I ain't lose sleep, really I rather be distant (Move)
Stay offline, I ain't got time, why don't y'all mind y'all
and any kind of disorder
The new fearless types, as
Represented by Fifty
Move in the opposite direction
They find that the chaos of the times suit's
Their
Back on my booth let it flow
So I had to let them know let it go
We in some complicated times
With information and social media combined
Changed
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
next week
You can hear her shriek from the gas in her cheeks
Well, I'm not a freak, I am meekly a Greek that
Neighbors by the creek say that my house
Than Charles Manson, On Prancer On Doner On Blitzen, Ma Trunks Not Big Enough For These Guns To Fit In, Take You To The Resovoiur Look Down And Get In
Sammy, a little
Ray Charles, in fact all the people with soul in
This.
A little Mahalia Jackson in there.
One more, Lucille!
Take it easy now.
Big Rardi but fit in a small Audi
I slid and put a hole in one like golf by me
I been running with my face half covered
Don't cough by me
Don't walk
for
Adam guns down the school house but yall deem him mental
But Michael gunned down for a traffic stop down in Temple
Breonna Taylor shot 8 times for
up in traffic and riding same time
Johnson Ridge was cross and they was sliding
Shots fired at the Cadillac tryna catch me a body
Ask gangsta ask Fonzo
Damn, got me paranoid, every time I leave the house I'm strapped now
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six on my life I can't go out
week
You can hear her shriek from the gashes in her cheeks
No, I'm not a freak, I am meekly a creep that
Neighbors by the creek say that my house stinks
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