Lyrics:
This song to my Cuzzo YT YoungTerrion
YTxSJIII Destined To Win baby
(Aye Ross, Sauce it up)
Aye YT Just to let you know I'm your biggest fan
(Biggest
and flipped it hopped on a jet to smoke by the bay
All of this cash abundance I’m feeling myself baby what can you say
If you wanna learn how I’m living just
album, got no time to chat it out
He offered Corey a flight, said he could land by tonight
Corey replied, "shit, like, maybe I might"
Corey pride took
Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse
You stupid muthafucka
Now that you got the album
What the fuck are you gonna do with it
Bitch
Robin and Crystal do
But Crystal's single, Bonnie's broke, and her niggas too (ha)
I can do bad by myself, went from rags to wealth
From Jags
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
that, a nigga been knockin' more lady's boots
Than Kanye critiquin' at Steve Madden
I'm just a LOX fan with childish thinkin'
The last time I got
Moji fans majú fans, yes baby
A rap je moja side chick, ne prvá lady
Tvoj obľúbený white boy niečo jak Shady
Každý album masterpiece, nerobím šmejdy
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
parties are the shit, forty mags by the scones
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no place like home
sixty
Gimme the mic an I'ma solve all mystery
I dare any punk to try to step up and diss me
'cause when he do, that's when he kiss dee
Titles go by
the bottom, but I made a lot of Ms
I'ma buy a couple of cars just to fuck it up (fuck it up)
I ain't never really been a fan of the games
If you spend
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
That was Everything Is A Lot by
Will Wood and the Tapeworms
Presented by SAY-10 Records
Copyright: Will Wood 2015
Produced, recorded, mixed
me shake with a quiver
Just to live this dream by the Code of the Road
Here to sing my albums in your auditorium
With no time to rest
I give you all
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
the sheltered, underground fan
Too intelligent for play on your FM band
So I thought to crossover, but I left them plans
My resolve's to do me and do the best I
Wita pamphlet in hand as a fan for a 30 minute span
Cuz the damn church AC broke
Elementary and then the military then the cemetery
Do you see
Fans say they love but they don’t even know me
So I pray to God above me somehow He might hold me
Pay respects when I pass by (aitha) sanibonani
Young
to do with defeats
I turn all of those to motivational musical speech
Oh, and by the way, guess what I'm doin' to eat?
Yup, rappin', who cares about
Drop the coke like the album
And it's comin' soon!
Sucka free, that's the best way to be
Keep them sucka ass niggas' from round me
Sound me and turn me
"My Love Is Like a Star" it's actually
Written by Tody Gad and James Morrison
Who I'm a huge fan of, and I
Loved his music for so long
And when I
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