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I be that chick with the hits and I'm hittin' it
I be that chick with the lyrics and I'm spittin' it (c'mon now)
Microphones, I'm definitely
or fall
Slaughtered by the daughter of God
That makes me a Goddess, the one who rocks the hardest
Uh, uh, definitely show and prove
Lyrics hit like
man don't want to be down with no sucker
Whole heap of lyrics rotten like the gutter
Me need partner to partner who
Can chop it like champion
Mi bredren
ask? Was to create a Dallas classic
So go cop another one and keep that one in the plastic
(By Any Means)
You had to have it/ All recorded, mixed,
my bad boy shine,
Be ,double E,F that's wat they imply,
If that's the case,hectic,drive-by,
(Kenzie)
Lyrically,man gonna get smoked,
Easily
Tomas Mendez
And lyrics by Patricia P. Valando
English lyrics by Ronnie Carson
Lyrics dealing about drugs
Depressive thoughts in harsh violent streets
Trapped by the crappy trap (x4)
Not to be excluded and avoid bullying
Just
When it comes to writing music i be by myself
Surrounded by a sound it's better for my health
Lyrics on a page like a book on a shelf
The story
Ion gotta post when I brag or boast
Cause you gone hear all about in my lyrics
Short nigga ball like Calvin Cambridge
My hoes get wax by my main bitch
Beatin' niggas to death and beatin' dead niggas to life"
"While you niggas is babblin' my lyrics is travelin'
Like a javelin to stab you in
a lil more
Just sip that's ok now
Say now
Im acting kind off
You can blame it on the buzz
Time passing by hella fast like a blur
Walking with a tilt
my time so im steping like i own the whole floor (step it)
Broke the rules just to do it like i done poaching
Blessed with lyrics and it feals like i
Yeh! Yeh!
Comanche in a di place
An it seems some boy
Want to get me replaced
An you know Sey me have di lyric
And di lyric Can't dun
Some boy
think
Come up with a verse by the time you can blink
Put rappers in hearses your body goin stink
Don't dap me my nigga was hating on me
This love that
Lyrics I've been writing down
Fearing who will I turn into now
Its a battleground
Weapons are my sound
Rats sniffing like a hound
Trying to keep us cats
the groupies
6 months earlier the world was asking who's he
Yea I'm sitting on my throne whip out in the Maybach
I'm speaking my lyrics like I know it ain't
When I'm laying in my bed or going though the motions
I'm haunted by a ghost, drained of these emotions
I'm sitting on a beach, staring at the ocean
don't wanna show my peers
I don't care yeah I do this by my motherfucking self
My momma raised me without no motherfucking help
From a man that won't even
the audiences until Mom returned to the stage. Mark gave his first concert at 6 years old. By the time he was 8 he was already writing music and lyrics to his own
Lost
By Jesse Mader
Written by Jess Robin Mader
Jesse Mader Music
(Scratching)
Lost
The Soco was my novocaine, I never overcame the sober pain
front yeah fuck the background
Chilling in bed while I'm writing these lyrics
I don't really care if I'm making any digits
Do it by myself cause I burnt
Album : Ojaju
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All these bitches want to
Drop it bus it open for a nigga
They know I'm the man
Singing all my lyrics with her bestie
She my biggest fan
Fall for
security, drift by the day
Mercedes, drone on, crack Clem, for the first verse
Currently, well, finna get your own switch, cause you're live
But shut up,
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