Lyrics:
mind m-mind m-mind right right
People think they're really being helpful by telling me please be careful
Yeah right r-r-r-r-right r-right r-right right
always fun
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 4-1-1 hun
CHORUS
[Mary J. Blige]
Yeah nigga, what makes you better than the next
off these ten toes
And sky dive
Way too many shots inside drive by
Guess i was never meant to hit the sky line
Can anybody out here show the guidelines
and damn, I
Thought I'd have it all by now
Made it through the maze somehow but
I woke up again
Making masterpieces of hot glue and cellophane
R u there? Can
a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us
we together we should put it in a song
Anytime you feel you drowning mane don’t let it guide you
Let me make an album bout it called Penn’s Bayou
By
Next album that you hear
The last from me
Feeling hella eager
To be leaving 2020
Yeah
Dead by Dawn, 2021
Coming soon
Album number two
But for now
I guess
Don't be surprised, look in the sky, yeah we finna fly
I got a suit, I got a tie, now I'm finna slide
Do a drive by, in the new ride, that shit apple
Yo what's up guys welcome to the Nasy podcast
It is your host, King Squishy
And welcome to this lovely album we call "The Youngins"
So today I got
on the grind
And I'm taking my time
I mean, I know you want the album but the outcome gotta be divine
I'm S.H.A.D.O.W. Superior and еverybody know it
Plus I
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style
has hit my mailbox
And has not been stolen by my former houseguest who has my Spare keyring
A hundred to the house for their hospitality and $55 to my
get scared by angels
I have no fear to fail because I'll get through it
To get me through my hell, I had to make music
And I wanted to do it different
six albums in two years and
Every damn one hit the Billboards
And I kicked a twist and hit number two with
That country album that I made for 'em
Then
Still fightin paranoia
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by
rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out
a mil before my album hit the shelves
And I ain't talkin' bout no signin' bonus (uh-uh)
'Tics went platinum to remind ya homey
I'm not a restroom so
Hold on bitch
We back to hit all licks
Body these beats am with Getts
We grind no pushing no bricks
Slow down G
These rhymes hot like sticks
Chase me
I done be feeling it
Too high, but we don't ever quit
Take a hit, that's it, big hit
Slumped, wake up and do it again
Money on my brain (Nigga)
Nigga
Brand new time
I’m about to shine yeah
Hit my line
I ain’t wasting time no no
I
to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto
Yup, you know how the date rape go
'Cause we show the classic
to Toronto
I once hit a girl up in Chicago
But I'd never say who unless my name was Tanto
Yup, you know how the date rape go
'Cause we show the classic
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
Even if I made an album
With a Punjabi hit-squad
Clash me, I'll make you jump like Kris Kross
Make a man know, that I'm not a nimrod
And if you still
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