Lyrics:
me you running fo yo life
Cause you ran your mouth MOUTH
[Chorus:]
We can sang or we can bang
It ain't no game we untamed
Whether its fame or we
aint with it
My windows stay tinted
I fly by too quick when im in it
Im fuckin yo bitch and you know that im hittin it
Raw raw raw raw
Fuckin yo bitch
and fall deep in a verse
If I was out in the street yo I
Probably lay a sleep in a hearse
There's nothing like when you on
A mic tearing a track
Then you
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
"Yes, it is I," says me
And all who agree are more than three 'cause they're we
Yes, yo, I'm in the house now for sure
Because I wanna talk about
my god
Aye Max (yo) switch it up
Switch it up
Imma stay in my lane
Got gold in all in my veins
Don't let it (yeah)
Don't let it go mane
Imma stay
Something like the alphabet i keep the k with me
Shooter like a roommate he gone stay with me
Trying to focus on rap but my bros love grave digging
Dan, you have a little time to turn back
Or you could just stay
either way, while you decide, I’ma let the track play
Now, if you say “nigga” then
grippin' your pens, 'til your hands and your palms hurt
Stay sharp until you get the chance to have songs heard
You'll be fine; just keep track of rappin'
luckily the big Rack
Stay with me know Chucky Cheese
Ready to squeeze in your mouth like
Toothpaste and I mint it
Last-Night thinking by the kitchen
I'm
It's a Saques track, B.I.T.C.H
Yo
Who said DS2 ain't the shit, niggas
Ha ha ha ha
Oh they outside
They ain't gone like this
I see snakes in
(Word up, doo-doo stain bitches)
Yo, yo, uh-huh, yo..
[Jammie Sommers]
Yo save John Bennett, trauma John Bell
Lace stay in my equality, mic oddessey
up on your gang pull out the strap let it bang
Doing this shit for the gang no point doing shit for the fame
Chase down op better stay in your lane
Kid
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
Before
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad all along
Before
the track up
So back up or swing or you'll get stung by my stinger
Heard that I was rich and now your bitch is on my dinger
Then I swing the jungle shit so
know I was wrong, Now I'm…"
Searching for a way that I can try to bring you back to me (Back To Me)
Tracks inside the snow that seem to from into
tracks, mans just firing the facts, RAGO
Can’t stay slumped on the surface
I ain’t one for the hurting
But let me paint you the picture, why can’t man
making mad love
Rose peddles by the bath tub
I give it to you when you act up yea
Give it to you when you actin up
Hit it split it till yo back in numb
facts
It's Gonzo on the track
Yuh
Peace, Love, and Prosperity to all y'all out there, stay safe
and minuscule (Minuscule)
Eat some mo' greens and mo' vegetables (Vegetables)
Then yo ass we wouldn't ridicule (Ridicule)
Live by my Code that's the only rule
try to change the world
So please excuse me while I laugh
Yo, I heard it's said the revolution won't be televised
But in the land of milk and honey
'cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, ooh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks, God know, I know these clowns
God
Where them junkies at, I met that boy right by the Texaco, right by the store
If it's problems grab my Glock I stay on go
I'll fire up this bitch if
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