Lyrics:
a dump on my face
Evil Green wants me to turn to the dark side
Family and friends wanted me to stay as Xavier Smith
Realestix wants me to kick ass and take
[Intro: Tebz Smith]
STERNSTRONG
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tebz Smith
[Vs1: Tebz Smith]
If no be you by my side
Where I for be e?
If no be you
a lot of people lying
Smith & Wesson on me, promise you can come and try it
Ex friends be coming up and everybody wanna try me
Tryna take what I created
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
of these songs
And both of them
Are so sweet
And back to
The main point
My friend Conor
Has written
A bunch of movies
And they're so good
And I try
and gather your friends
Steady be hating
My new shit gon' slap hard like Will Smith and Chris out at public events
Legend like Arthur
I set shit in stone
I don't have time for the fake friends. Fake love. Fake energy. Keep it real with me
Tell me what you see when you look in my eyes
A king, slave
get it
Smith and Wesson Armageddon
Too many cars and clothes jewels and hoes
Ski mask camo bottomless ammo
Check, planes and cocaine love from
of the verse
That I haven't spit yet
Will this step just be another misstep
To tarnish whatever the legacy
Love or respect
I've garnered? The rhyme has to be
has made me the man that I've grown to be
I try and do right but I'm haunted by my wrongs
Homies dead and gone but I still carry on
So I put one in
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
basement (ha ha)
Feminist women love Eminem
"Chicka, chicka, chicka, Slim Shady, I'm sick of him
Look at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what
or coke-a
For the hustlers, for the customers, nigga trust the buzz
This'll have you making one of them sounds that Busta does (woo hah)
They love me just
Street
Who call themselves The Fugs
In April
They record by Harry Smith doing the
Punkiest songs yet to exist
Lo-fi noisy shit about poetry, sex and drugs
a minute
Don't compare me to them other niggas
Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
Where the real friends at when
work for nothing (cause girl I got you)
Don't worry what your friends say
Cause they be hatin' anyway
They mad when I tell ya (baby girl I got you) ha
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
drugs
And I havin' sex, I ain't into makin' love
Come give me a hug if you're into gettin' rough
You need me, man, I don't need you (ah-ha-ha
somebody daughter, played in her water
The lake was too salty and I'm not Cal Carver
I was born hard in the paint where the stars hang out
Just to find
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
Baby, look at me, mama love you
And I know you ain't no little boy no more
But you'll always be my baby
It seems like only yesterday I was holding
Bessie was more than just a friend of mine
We shared the good times with the bad
Now many a year has passed me by
I still recall the best thing I
(I’m pulled up) I was born in the eighties (Eighties)
(I’m pulled up) Will smith in the nineties, yeah (Will Smith)
Ha ha
This beat’s crazy JF (I’m
[Ratcliffe]
The gold of Cortes
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
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