Lyrics:
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
are (where'd you go)
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns and cars (nah)
Real hip hop show
I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute
side
Better watch where you are stepping or you'll get hit by a mine
This is no mans land
And we conquering the base
When you hear the bass is dropping
A black man caught by the
Klan couldn't hang with this
These are proverbs, copy cat attackers, huh
I'm wanted dead 'cause I'm
A genocide to rappers
Battlin'
Never sorry for being dope with all these lyrics lyrics lyrics
Never sorry for my endless links I release release release
Never sorry for leaving my
I would dream about the end of the world
I would see the heavens
Be caught by you
You and me will be here
I will sit here and I will watch
Us
You
as he did with many of the topical numbers]
There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner
[American Lyric]
They're nervous in Nigeria
But these lyrics are limited edition
By that i mean limited to me
Since I'm young my music has so much energy like nuclear fission
You just need
the record by the fist full
By the crate full, and we grateful
When you hear the soulful records that are tasteful
Last night the DJ saved my life
'Cause
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
Yo, this is somethin new by
Notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KMG
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's goin
Fresh kid C on the mic and I’m
Killing them like a taliban
Money and the power
Mo ni owo
If you want to count am
You see I got the dough
All my guys are
the mic. Cowboy controlled the crowd incredibly and mcing got redefined by my elder Bizzy B. The stories I tell are all very real. Cause my MC traditions
what I tell you pearl
Songtext you are the only woman who a rule my world heh
Lyrics if night's turnin' ina new day
we gonna melt ina the golden sun
his function and how does he lead you?
He directs us by with signals various vocal noises.
Vocal noises? vat are some of the noises?
Eh, peep.
Peep?
take it personal?
Unu talk bout don, you think me come fi don.
All me have fi do is send for the new gun.
Anything test dead!
Limb by Limb we are
of the Song
1 Mill by 1.cuz, Gidde & Asme
Make a dessert, I'm making a
We are living the life you want
In front of the start of my hits
You'll wish you
to make a choice
On the words I wanna use
To tell you I love you
The perfect words are hard to find
And I know not every lyric has to rhyme
I'm sure what I
I'm tryna be the best so I'm testing my limits
While perfecting my lyrics by connecting with spirits
Letting you hear it cos I'm trapped at the minute
The first is what I will take
But you still chase
Murdered by words is your fate
You got no fuckin' fanbase
What a disgrace
What a fuckin' novelty, lyrics are
tonight people
Can I rap a little? Don't be mad
Cuz I'm young and I'm black
And my hat's real low
If you don't like my lyrics
You can press fast forward
lyrics are pickable
Like punani my style's unlickable
When I'm on the radio I get transmittable
When I'm in a female then I get clitoral
No bullshit, yeah
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