Lyrics:
rap
But no Source never made me not buy an album
When they said it was wack
I walk in the party and just start bustin'
Right after I hear the last
hard to prove
I ask myself what we 'bout to do
I'm with dawgs heading out so let me ask is you coming too?
If you with me there is no excuse
I'll play
There's no blanket for the truth (I can't see!)
I got a loose end of a lie, this amateur he tried to get by
The size is more greater, and equator more
second album
A lit fuse, well that makes two
Clipping heads like a hairdresser
That's lewd
My rhymes taste like a hearty soup
Wholeheartedly no excuse
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these - with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
Y'all know me, still the same O.G.
But I been low-key
Hated on by most these niggas with no cheese
No deals and no G's
No wheels and no keys
No
to get sour
She was killed by that fuckin' coward
How could nothin' take so much and
No more was uppin', no more huggin'
But his conscience know
and the underachieving
People won't say it, y'all just okay it, that's not okay Bitch
No
This is not a road, for you
This is not the road, for you
I take it slow
'Cause
the south on the map like Eazy-E did Compton
Hoo-ride with these gangbangers (gangbangers)
No Limit Soldiers, mercenary killas keep one up in the chamber
those niggas slacking
Yeah, You acting lame
Keep telling myself make up the time and not the excuses
The only way I get there is if I learn how to do this
Check it out
Ladies and gentleman
I present my self
I go by the name of Sol you know
I'm here to introduce the album
The first album of the D.O.A.
spends, making snaps, pumping Kool G Rap and Biz
Dapper Don, Dookie wrotes I'm about to show what time it is
At the rooftop, I was with Doug E
smarts, that’s my thing
It’s not enough to have balls, Spalding, ha
One day by Starbucks
I bumped into a guy rocking black Chucks
He said “Excuse me,
how much money we waste
Instead let's see how much we get in tune with each other frequencies
Is it no connection love at first sight or sneaky links
I
them enough
Em cmaj7 d
I said hey no more excuses it's time to get tough
Every step is another chance every moment slips through our hands
Every kiss is
I got props and pissed on
I was dissed by the system but I still tried to get on
No one could tell me that my style was unhealthy
I never
come through move for me now,
Move for me now move
It's about time you played by my rules
It's cool for me now when I feel it's cool
I take no excuse
Guns go off, Shams is a Raiders fan
A rhyming gallop reporter, columns are lost
White five, black five with dollars to toss
Twisted by the dark side
tell by looking at them though
My glass is one-fourth full
It only feels dark, but I can see fine
Light is the darkness at the end of my tunnel
I was
Where is the soul?
Where is the soul?
My heart was chiseled out the stone out of the ghetto
And I'm breakin' the mold
I'ma do what I want, ain't no
to hold me back I let it go
Excuses made I do no mo
In all my moves responsible
Moves be fast vamanos
Slap on the table domino's
A winner's mind is what I
Micheal Osings (born October, 10,1996), better known by his stage name Lanie Banks is a Ugandan Rapper , song writer and director from Kampala
Lanie Banks Biography And Life Story.
MichealOsings (born October, 10,1996), better known by his stage name Lanie Banks is a Ugandan Rapper , song
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