Lyrics:
niggas in trouble
Drag a nigga straight by his dreads n pop his bubble
Oopsy daze, never try to shit the name
Sing me A song, ghetty green n I'm out
It's almost Christmas
Who is excited
Hope you'd be streaming my album
By the time Christmas comes
Yeah, you wouldn't know
How much I love Christmas
If
my favorite albums used to have one)
Ay
Ay (Yuh)
You probably be thinkin' (Yuh)
I'm like all these fuck boys (No)
Hookups and parties (Yuh)
I don't
Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Arrows.
An album by Matt Beaty, enjoy.
Oh they're ready?
Yea-yea-yea
Bet
Alright lets go
Here we go
Holding you only
this way since a nigga fell up out the womb yea, high as hell baby lets take pictures on the moon yea, we can make love peace war whats the moods?
Hook:
on that mic aye
Yeah
I swear I love it like springtime
SnapBack wife beater
New shades white sneakers
You think that y'all cleaner?
C'mon yeah right
I said
you
Will you ever let me in?
On your question why, I answer love
At your dazzling smile I surrender now
In the blackest night there's a ray of light
granny sleep? I'ma scam
Her in the morning
Ray gun on me, I'ma blast on him into orbit
Only hitting tens
I'll crack her if she foreign
Dick put her
another way or you just go waste
You should love me cause I'm your utter
You must obey me cause I'm your master
You re weak you can't wish
You re bit
And being acting like surprised
When by the end we realize
We go an ego camino
Here's my life story and its far from fiction
One part love and two
degrees,trees touch the space station
Lust is a safe haven craving to work its way in
Love caves in the notion thus changing emotions
Evolve
Oceans dissolve
hum du'Allah"
You got no skills (skills) you got no talent (talent)
You're shit no frills and your bitch toss salad
Niggas rap albums sound like love
last one is young and wise
homegrown battle tested you gonna love these guys
brought the hood on them guys
the best story told yet bonded against all
just me
I never claim to be the toughest
Ain't gotta tell fake dope stories
For you to love 'em
Blood rushing like when a Russian
Is hugging
"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I've
(One, two)
Oh yeah, yeah
Mm, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I wish I could write you an album full of love songs
But I can't seem
act like I barely
Have what it takes to get back in the game
Man, I'm laughin', everybody wants to compare me
Your shit sounds the same and I hear these
roulette
Don't really give a shit 'bout you say
Got a real chill album on the way
Now they hit me like hey there sway
How you doing by the way
Don't you
the aperture
I just checked my calendar, this whole year I'm out rappin you
No passin' us pussy, put me in Pasadena, cast the spell
I don't even smoke or pack
creamy...ladies
Love me and I'm peelin Franklins when you see me... up in the
Tunnel, at
Esos, even the Mirage....I bag up models at expos and we menage
to the west coast, what you banging, this is LHHC
Now three albums later, I've still got love for the scene
From Europe to Japan and back and everywhere in
fooling myself chasing love and fame
Now I see I can't miss all that's meant for me
I was running my own damn race
But in my heart I was still in second
surviving by a miracle for so long
The love of my people gave me enough to hold on
The institutions here are really not that strong
Everything that seems
it is far and few
But still I fuckin' love it dude, she my muse and my lover estranged
The bittersweet dull pound of the rain
And when she turning it
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