Lyrics:
Homies be the haters imma hit em with it later
Hated by my neighbors cause we cooking with the flavor
Got some homies in the city they ain't got no
you're screaming I need a doctor
Luckily I'm a surgeon with lyrics so I gotcha
Hip hops, been a curse and a gift
Fascinated by chains and having the newest
chain gon' look insane when you untuck it
They'll never know the difference, even if you let 'em touch it
Now if you are a rapper or a trapper
the rough shit, grenade lyrics
My appearance is thug, rap slug ritual
For every dollar gotta nigga's blood chiseled, the slug sizzle
Pistol-whip tight,
I'm behind the bars, the lyrics captured me, so I sit by myself making a masterpiece
And after each repeat nigga
Spitting on beats nigga
And I'd do it
I worked until I paid for it
Give a fuck about any analytics
You will be judge by how you rap lyrics
How is the industry going to plant niggas
You all
Gorbachev, I'm tearing down these walls bitch
Middle finger flipped up in the halls bitch
So much swag I'm hated by the mall kids
Random burst
and adopted
By the streets but the
Gift he brought with him to this world
Will effect our outlooks on not only
Rap music but on life as well, forever
Forever
Ball and Chain, Ball and Chain
Jesus rid me of this Ball and Chain
Ball and Chain, Ball and Chain
Jesus rid me of this Ball and Chain
Ol' Lazarus
the analytics
They knowing my lyrics
Just Listen
I'm one of a kind na na
I'm one of a kind
Can't fuck wit my grind Na Na
Can't Fuck with my grind
I was down
impaired, like (Skurr!)
Decisions, decisions, being made by the best ever
Respect the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7, the choice is yours
We just formed a new
come down ruffneck like this now seen?
Mad Lion hold tight
[Chorus]
Brown skin woman, you a queen, not a hoe
Any man that drop the lyric what we
LYRICS:
‘Yeah, celebrate the Lord Jesus
The King of kings…
..And the Lord of Lords
Who saved us from sin
And the kingdom of darkness
And translated
All of the chains that I see
I pray, that God can go and save me
Not so traditional but this one is gonna be casting demons
Out of spirit so I give
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be
I start is where I promise you finish
Raw lyrics plus relentlessness
Leaves no room for gimmicks, or wack views from you critics
Or niggas who have
put a hold on your brain, taking your soul, but leaving your name
I'm grabbing a book, I'm selling my chain, force you to look, knowledge I gain
Hook in
don't tempt me
'Cause my business don't concern ya
No one's taking my chain, you can bet me
You don't like it, take it further
Yeah I'm one of them boys
shout out to Will Smith
Cause who didn't wanna be the Fresh Prince
Flat top, gold chain and some fresh kicks?
My nigga Nas told me money make the world
BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY
(KINGCHARLIE PRINCE)
Everybody’s killing us, even us
Now we at the point, we don’t know who to trust
The devil is busy,
She say my name fit me best by the way I act
No Ian looking for love just tryna run these racks up
My love is lethal but some how she still fall
me and Bob Marley
That we'd need to head to the creek with Chris Farley
Down by the river where my people like to party
Aye, it's like I on't dance
the grand canyon
Emcees couldn't hang if they was lynched by the Grand Dragon
Searching for my style like Job-Corps
Coming home on work release
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