Lyrics:
choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H.,
the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha,
choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H.,
thoughts lately
I've been having crazy thoughts lately
Until I pen letters that make William Shake his peers
I'll take my skills and break they ears
Replace
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)
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I can hear the piano outside my window from the VFW hall.
They all sing along to military songs I see the headlights shine on my
God take me on a journey
Lead me by prayer
Baby gonna kneel down
Show me if i'm red
Wrong
And I'll take it from
There
I don't wanna
Kneel down
On my
I dont curse enemies I just keep them in my prayers
I just keep them in my prayers I just keep them in my prayers
The odds are played against me
My
as I
Took my first glimpse
At my new digs: three buckets, one bed
One toilet that was surprisingly
Kind of clean (emphasis on kind of)
A rusty-ass sink
Who was ate by a lion it's told
So I left little William by the tigers' pavilion
And round to the monkeys I strolled
There was one great big monkey who
short temper to cool out
Yeah sometimes I need woosah, time to get paid by the goo-ghaas
My office on top of that rooftop, for my mama Myra Anderson
Tell
and Minnie Pearl right by my side
Let the circle be unbroken
Doors are always open
Hear them angels singing Walk the Line
A Country Afterlife
Someone pinch
kind of cheque
And I said I was the G.O.A.T., they didn't listen when I-
Aight, any time I do a big fletch, just ignore me
Niggas wanna hear my side
Cause doin shows on 18th and vine that was my true fate
Mary Lou Williams was my aunt
9th where I was raised
Way minor way back in the day they used
it's armed robbery
My ahki did 3 in the feds like he Ron Isley
You wanna go gun for gun, then come party
And if this gon' be a jihad then bomb wisely
And by my works my faith is made perfect
James 5:15
Today, I pray the prayer of faith and will see the sick saved and raised up
Galatians 2:16
Today, I
Time for rum and some pirate songs
Oh captain my captain!
Whitman turning in his grave
As he hear this
Crazy mad rhymes slap
Last captain William's
cannot hear
But your iniquities have separated between you
And your God, my dear
My brother and your sins have hid his face from you
That he will not
aim it, I pop it, and pull out
You thinking bout' popping up on me, than do it, I'm popping your rims out
Look, used to get slapped in my mouth by my
Pilolo kwasia adwuma kwa
I no fit waste my time on yuh
Hw3 me nann na fa di woasa
Every move I take turn matter
I ball with girls just like Mata
I
If my kid has a problem
Its up to me as the guardian to go and solve em'
Make my life and involve em
Late at night when I call em
I like to hear em'
has turned to stone
And my face
No expression to withhold
With no feelings
I'm feeling out of place
I'm fighting demons
I'm always being chased
By, in
they styling out
But really they just got stylists, that just style ‘em out
Everybody rates they cool by what’s hot or not
I rate my style on what I like
There she goes, I whisper
My brittle bones, well I'll miss her
Back on the road by suppertime
Heaven knows that it's easy
To lift the load, don't
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