Lyrics:
the room is quiet again
Ocean says the song "feels like a Rubik's
Cube melodically you want something
Emotionally rich on that
You know what I'm saying? But
what a mule's price is, that's life in a fuel crisis
Every promise you made was half-hearted
You said you'd pave the roads for the routes that we had
a potato and I'm so hip
Teenage hoodlums stand in line
Donate blood to pay for crime
Butchers steal doctor's tools
Sow pretty heads on dogs and mules
of lust
In mutual debate
Conjugal hypocrites
whom bid abstain
But I know what mules
Take from the rhine
There is an emptiness befitting the Adulterous kind
the
Part but I never doubted
For a minute cause Hip-Hop was
In my heart and
My whole heart was in it Hip Hop it was the
Love of my life man and it still is
he is back in an one-room shack
Ain't nobody there but him and his mule
If you ever pass by and you wanna know why
He just sittin' there, being real
just tryna fix my sins
Cause they falsifying love all of it is just pretend
I kicked in the door they ain't wanna let me in
I walked in by myself I ain't
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch
the night, in the cold.
A casa presa no pé, Home is imprisoned in our feet,
a parede ruindo, the wall crumbling,
a planta a secar, the plant drying,
super nigga
With 5 acres and a mule
And the coupe is bigger
You gone trip on that ho, you a stupid nigga
I'm a PIMP not cupid nigga
Ho pimping all day
And grab a glass and move your hips
Grab somebody and move your hips
Yeah, yeah move your hips
Go ahead, move your hips
She is the one that I've
I'm eating rice veggies and tofu
Reciting what we go through
Making music that is soulful
Relax this spotlight isn't everything they told you
Like crack
stimulating when I
Hеard the sound of hip-hop
It opened my mental
Now my whole life is dedicated
To pushing this pencil
Speak about my life and times from
Ayy MD Records
Talkin' bout' hip hop, talkin' bout' hip hop, talkin' bout' hip hop
Ay, this is a gift from heaven to me
Nobody gon' take it away
on your knees
Swim or fly, only please, come back to me
On a mule, in a jet
With your hair in a net
In a towel wringing wet
I don't care, this is where
Oh, oh, oh, ha, ha
You know what this is right? This the real hip hop
None of that watered down shit you used to
Rest in peace Big L, rest in peace
the same pattern
They attack you, bust you all upside your mouth
And then take you to court and charge you with assault
What kind of democracy is that?"
Are you gonna be good or try to black my eye what I
want to know is this goodbye
Like a stubborn mule you always change your mind
Will the weather be
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
-hop heads realizin'
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
We Entaprizin, got the hip-hop heads realizin'
thousands without my link
I'ma be upcoming just to see what they think
I'ma shoot me a video and put it on the 'tube
I'ma spam IG to get up my views
If
Time for the armour; not yes, Your Honor!
This is Krist Parker
I come around like Karma!
Comma, this ain't romance; it's drama!
Semicolon, see what I'm
the math to craft the illest scriptures from my temple
I don't give a fuck about the business or the industry
Hip hop is from the streets, for the streets,
Yeah, you're chilling with a winner, in the sheets
Clinton to Lennon, sending baby, this just a beginning
Is what I told her
Do you listen to hip
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