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I Fucking hate lyrics
I hate 'em so much
They don't let me tell
What I really feel in my heart
Not able to write
Write stupid words
'Cause everything
Awake catch em ‘fore they sleep
You’ll know me by the end of the week
Feel incomplete without a receipt, it’s me
On the block feigning for some beats
they're complex
I'll tie a duck MC up and pour acid down his lyranex
Chased by Him because his was his beginning
Federal Bureau couldn't even figure
did
Doing this shit
Into the wild like that young kid
Nobody knew I would do this
Thats probably why i go by lyric and not louis
I hada prove em wrong
poured her love all over me.
A night can be a lifetime,
When you're on your own.
Crazy, bad down to the bone.
Kathy Wilson
Twilight ebbs
flipping the scripts, ripping through hoods coming equipped
Lifts out of my lyrics sippin forties in a whip
Organized, rise raise up the level surprise!
fight, but not with my fists
I'll use my mind, develop a plan, all I will give
Persist when money is tight, write lyrics by candlelight
Nevermind, my
to rep Cheatham even though
We said it's all trash
I put rappers in ditches, bitch
Get picked up by dudes in shackles
'Cause you got tossed on Highway 12
On your marks, get set, and they're in
Tubby's consumed by the urge to win
Four are greased lightning, one is lard
But Tubby's determined not to be left
the colonel lifted up his head
And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of light
And he saw the silhouette that stood before him
And he bowed in
they're complex
I'll tie a duck MC up and pour acid down his lyranex
Chased by Him because his was his beginning
Federal Bureau couldn't even figure
jazz-sense
She sassafras her words have many uses
Peace out like deuces
Hang from every lyric like she nooses
Entertained by everything she chooses
Radio does
trend
Right ?
Making carrier by lipsync
Am i doin Somin wrong
For real tho
At least put some effort
And memories the fuckin lyric
Makin face like
ask Mister Wilson
They say you can tell a lot by a man's shoes
Well if you looking at mine you can tell i'm brand new
Stay fresh that's why the broads
gotta get going
Seems so innocent but deadly to the core it is
Like a flash it can be blinded by the subtle breeze
Out of mind but in my brain it is
with plaques
I'm on my rapper typa'shit, already know it's like that
I'm 'bout that action
Pay me a mill in advance, it's bound to happen
Did this all by
I'm so paranoid
Oh boy
I'm so paranoid
I'm noid
Paranoid
Oh boy
I'm so paranoid
I'm noid
Wake up in the morn
Aye Mr Wilson
Hope you got my bag
I
a position
His feet piece by forty acres long like the foot of Kong
Kick you off the team you're long Gone with the Wind
Why you're gone you're back spinning
Twin Flame sat next to me in every class
She was on my left, Sam Wilson in Endgame
I am at my best when skills equal all my pen game
Wait
My best friend
Always transitioning but I won't miss a beat
They can get ready cuz we gone be history
You'll die when I come, Slade Wilson, that's a death stroke
Never
from the bong
Peter Parker sense of right and wrong
Sent my mixtape to my mom
Proud of me, now I won
She ain't listen to the lyrics yet
Hope she doesn't
Lost On The Moon Lyrics
Words and Melody by London Thompson,
Harry Wilson, Khaliyah Williams, Takia Woodson
Roger, roger
Transmissions clear
Written by: Wes Mitchell and Troy Wilson
(Mike Wilson)
Don't let the, money fool you
The money fool you, too yeah
Oh, I get lonely, lonely
[Big Moe & (Mike Wilson)]
I guess you heard of my
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