Lyrics:
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
and pour a four up
Pour a damn four up, I pour a damn four up, and go up
Lil' ass pockets, need to grow up (yeah, grow up)
Keep playin' with the gang
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
Exposin' radiation like a vulcan
I'm the only guy that knows why the golden eye
Was stolen by five Soviet spies
They told me to lie; they don't want
Exposin' radiation like a vulcan
I'm the only guy that knows why the golden eye
Was stolen by five Soviet spies
They told me to lie; they don't want
holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit
the shooters can get shot
Get shot quick
Even the shooters can get shot uhh
Tell em I got plenty arson to sell em
Heat by the fleet displaying it very seldomly
darker faces of hate who wait and prey that I banish
and if they could man they would take Mr.Flizy and banish
or just eradicate IBN eternal
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
We up
I can't ever fumble on a bag like my name Carson
I just step up in the booth and start committing lotta arson
Yeah I'm riding fishbowl you
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
innocent
I can, I can get you right
Me and my homie, endorphins are air tight
Pleasure's what I swear by
My one code there's no code
Do what thou will
chapters and some verses, you seek and you find
Look no further here I go, Big Will, Johnny Inferno
Flame by hip-hop burns eternal
All aboard on my train
time so I gotta decline it
I'm lyin', I got time
They call me Mr. Man cuh I'm a stranger now to them boys, serious
Yo Mr. Man, what's good?
What's
Ghetto stars we are own entourage
We drive 'em far, chauffers to roll our cars
So hell yeah, Mr bad I'mma go with ya
From sunset to sunrise cause
We them
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
to those of Lil' Rob
Is there anything you'd like to say to them player-haters?
And if so, what would it be?
[Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it up to those
[Mr. Lil One]
HAHA motherfuckas
Mr. Shadow up in dis motherfuckaaa
[Mr. Shadow]
And '99 and on motherfuckas check it out
[Mr. Lil One]
For all your
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
ridin' by myself on my lonesome
Chase the money when I do, they askin' me to lonesome
Who's that man, A hard body
Call me shot caller, Mr. Shotty
They
[Mr. Shadow]
Quivole Mr. Shadow Lil Rob VMF
On the board for the 98 and it won't stop
Check It
[Mr. Shadow]
It is I the unfadable lyricist
Bringin
with martial bars
An artist?
Nah Martian Marvin
Pardon Mr. Orphan who set arson to the parking lot
Darkness I be barking, like it's New York city furry
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