Lyrics:
to reek the profit
See I don't know hell but I've read about it often
Sounds like a dope concept gone wrong
(note to caution)
Take Me to the basement
Lets
can't take credit when God wrote it
Used to be a snot-nosed kid, I knew a bruddah, sixteen with two kids
Don't they grow up fast, step outside
for the pistol
I swear that somebody's there
It always seems I just missed 'em
I cannot sleep easy breathe deeply
Keep the peace the ceiling creaking
TOXIC Nigga With the Good Dick
She hit me on live
She told me ride by
I'm pulling up next to her new crib
I'm doing it right
I'm doing her nice
Doing it
It’s a big old city but I’m finding my way
I’ve seen harder times and colder days than this
Sometimes I like to reminisce
About the little old
to target,
Yet harder to kill.
My senses are mine again when I find,
Reality crushes the will.
It's not worth the effort,
Or the breath that you'll take
old, by the fifteenth time
Don't take your time, make up your mind
Though it won't change the world, you'll be more inclined
To have a point of view,
hold my heart
I Can't take it i can't it i can't take it
Put my trust in you than you break it
I Can't take it i can't take it i can't take it
I put my
singles (Straight up)
Throw it up, watch it fall and drop
Round and round they go
Round and round they go
Pray for me
I'm about to hit the Ye button
under my skin
She don't play fair when she wants to win
She's hard on my patience, but it's worth the fight
She's easy on the eyes
I don't get as much
won't stand your trial
You can take it out on me, yeah
I've been to hell but I've learned to keep my cool
Holdin' onto the Devil, got him by the throat
Why is every single person all the fucking same
(Joe: Verse 2)
Now I gotta make it flow, listen up you better know
Take the time to hear the rhyme,
and tell you i'm your mamas favorite artist
I should tell em how I crank it up on every single weekend
I should tell em how your girl is prolly sliding in my
Memories like I'm sixty
Standing about six feet i'm Swiss cheese
Cheesy like my chat-up lines
Easy, are you smuggling a carrot or
Just really pleased to see
night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
Hey!
C'mon, take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
wired and if I get tired, I can still try out.
Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do.
But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude.
Confused
Yo, but
Rover
Drive it in like you're the best chauffeur
Switch it up, bipolar
Colorado, how you take over
Got an angel, got me real closer
Running it just
changes
And I'm so impatient
Keep looking for ways to escape But still
Why is it so damn easy to fall? I get up and then
I fuck up again
And my heart is
goin'!
When I link up with the squad yeah you know we bout to mob
Take that weed up out that jar, roll it up we bout to mob
Wowowow too saucy, you
what I needed
Suggest you turn your speakers up Peeping a genius demon
Unbelievable
Shit I mean unbeatable
Squeezing flows to dust as easy as Chesters
Pain's all you gain
"Life" comprendo? It ain't an easy game to play
Let them laugh, let them say what they wanna say
Take a step now just (get out, get
and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on let's go downtown"
She said, "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around"
Take a load off,
on the mic like So and start flowin
But niggas never better then So, they below em
Y'all don't even know y'all making it too easy
You playing catch-up bitch I
coolin'
Twist it up, puttin' on OutKast
Hunnid, Texas heat, and yeah, we cruisin'
But when I love you right, I love you right
All by yourself
But
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