Lyrics:
ick sad world
Trust me IDGAF
I'm on a Sick sad world
There's no real self-control
Burning the mic in a terrible night
All the lies that we living
of neighbourhood
We getting paper good
Old school rap
I don't do no cap
Devils son like big L
9 levels, through hell
Music gone rewind
Hit her from the behind
Lyrics
Ready for war in my green bandana
Hot in this bitch like my lyrics Atlanta
I take my shot and the folks go bananas
Loving this music like I love a big
Anal Queen lyrics
Let's have some anal tonight
Beat the pussy up like it's a fight
Suck his dick, don't bite
Drink his cum like it's sprite
Anal
practice
I ain't cappin' in my lyrics so why you cappin' 'bout your actions
You could throw with me some bitches
Or on the court where I be splashin'
Triple
and look up the lyrics and figure it out.
I’d rather sell music than drugs, I’m a dopeboy for life, but I’m switching it up,
I ain’t giving a fuck, about
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When I let the lyrics fly and the sound going cry
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When the lyrics them fly and a soundboy die
My raps cut
Saukrates, worldwide name
God put me D, now worldwide game (GILLA!)
Niggas keep a burner by the flame
'Cause when shit get hot, we already came!
Saukrates,
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
tieto lyrics ha
Tieto, tieto lyrics ha
Keď ten beat uvarím je to rest in peace
Hrubé bassy tvrdé kicks
Nejsu tenké ako slíž
Listeninguješ ten lahodný
the analytics
They knowing my lyrics
Just Listen
I'm one of a kind na na
I'm one of a kind
Can't fuck wit my grind Na Na
Can't Fuck with my grind
I was down
want that too
Ick of an energy feelings dead in a way
Soul a cemetery
You can feel like you pop my cherry
Pop my berry
Give me an hour of feeling
nigga blaze the chronic
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for
Why you lying in yo lyric
Why you lying in yo lyric
Ohhhh
My life is like a movie dog I'm a real one
Why you lying in yo lyrics I know the real you
Just like a ball
Good life a live just keep it up
Gosh gosh gosh.
Keep it up with time Keep it up with the mind
Keep it up with the lyrics keep it up
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be to late you get hit with the lyrics now
Word play or no play If you can't get now
It may be
the star shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it
shinin'
No hook is necessary
With lyrics that's legendary
The words sit fill and vary
The track stand up and carry
The weight, so get it straight
What this bassline do
It gets you vibing
What this bassline do
It sets the mood
What these lyrics do
They kill the silence
What these lyrics do
They
lyrics are pictures and we're only the frame
Cause we drive the highest wave
There is no one to save
We do moves everywhere
That's why you know us by name
mic clutch
Hey ?bob by the ba?, said you keep your day job
My competitors never know the right touch
Have to bail through the backstreets, raisin' hell
is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you're tastin
And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue
You get ripped up by KRS-One
Now, lyrics, somebody
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