Lyrics:
moved too fast, but I had no sign
I would try to turn the hands of time
I looked to you for a reason why
The love we had passed me by
And as the sun
cross you up, got yo ass shakin'
Been spint' the block, lil nigga turn me up, my bitch is bussing she give you tummy tuck
Bitch i don't care, don't give
line
Unsteady hands, infinite time
I'm sorry I'm forever yours
back when my sisters used to
Kick me out their apartments
They back with their hands out
But they made me so heartless
I don’t even put cans out
I ain’t
the music of the land
Inch by inch, row by row
Gonna make this garden grow
Gonna mulch it deep and low
Gonna make it fertile ground
Plant your rows straight
Are you sitting comfortably?
RHYME FAT by JAEBO
Prepare your ears
Fly back
When I decided I should write raps
Like Mike Tyson realising he could fight
do
It makes me feel brand new
'Cause the further I am from you
And all the things you do
The more I become myself
Wasting your time
No I'm
your bones start spinning
And crack your kneecap at the weakest point til they give in
Its just the beginning of a subliminal massacre
Led by a lyrical
lungs like I just smoked a blunt
Two or three more down I'm hitting home runs
This Jack in my left hand got me busting nuts
I'm about to run this bitch
e-l-o-him, whoo
I'm trapped by a more eternal force
I'm trapped by the force that's bigger than yours
Trapped in the word God bless my soul
Trapped in the word
either start to drown
Or to lift your head up
Don`t let it pull you down
Just relax and have a cup
Of self love
Let god give your back a rub
Bring
plans at hand are bound to erupt
I'll stand right by your side
One day on a free ride
You tell me its the status quo
Your expectations so low
Give me
your bitch give
Me brain or something
Out on the West with my new bitch
I'm on fire, I'm too lit
Eight ball's on me, no pool stick
Blue flag on me I'm
Lord, I don’t know what else to do so I pray
Surrounded by all this darkness help us find the way
I’m counting all my blessing give thanks every day
garshes
I'm hard 'n I'm heartless spotting I'm sharped dressed
Who you know that got his own face on a cigar brand (that's me!)
Burning most of my carpet
to save me
Don't talk to me til I fuckin' embarrass you
Now sit your ass down you do it three much
I'm the captain on this bitch, don't get it fucked up
attack in my hand
Didn't think i had a plan, but of yours i'm not a fan
See you actin like a Stan, and you kinda off brand
Find me writin down thoughts,
[Radio DJ]
Hey DJ (I'm your radio)
It's a brand new day
What you say baby?
You want to get down?
You gotta get up
And I'm your wake-up man
wanna stand by
You
Pretty little thing
I'll give you all my time
If you stand by my side
Oh
Baby I can't explain how you me feel
When I'm with you
All my
Checking your oil 'n shit, yea
I'm all about my business I'm all about my money
The weed and the liquor, I swear it all runs me
Roll a blunt and I'm feeling
All delighted people raise their hands
And I took you by the sleeve
No other other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
All delighted people raise their hands
And I took you by the sleeve
No other other reason than to be your leading man
And you woke up with a fright
So put your hands up and praise
I'm your god and you're my slave
[chorus]
And people hate me, cause I'm better than you
And people hate me
Let me tell you 'bout me dear old mum
How she had a brood of ten for Mother Ireland
Raise your glasses to me dear old mum
With a penny for the Pope,
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