Lyrics:
They say I’m such a tyrant, I should be a Somali pirate
Plus I got a sound so large they call it Lane Bryant
You better remain quiet, I’m glidin’
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping, and a moaning, and a gnashing of teeth
When it comes to my sound which is
me yea she dish it well
Besitos but I don't kiss and tell
Head to toes I got her gripping nails
Imma bring the hammer man I bet we'll build
Bar
Sike, I ain't loving that bitch
You should know that by now
I walk with that , uh, get back (Pow)
My gun trnna sound like it's shitting when them bullets
burning and aweful enigma sprung by the sling
of david appears gutterbug batch prior to hatch dismiss it as a soul condensing
excuse to decorate maps
I'm probably young
But someone please explain to me how
Nick was the cute one
But in 2017, that sounds quite bizarre
You look like David Beckham if
He
a million hills
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago
Who knows?
Not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold
I just laugh at yo' face
Blow a stack on David, 'cause I'ma pyro
Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops
They use to keep us in line
Turn a blind eye to jobless millions
Queues of wreckage to be broken down
Leaders feed us their solutions
Mistakes
Within minutes the whole building was fucking.
I mean, have you ever heard other people fucking, and really enjoying it?
It's a marvellous sound.
Not
a million hills
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago
Who knows?
Not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold
talkin' rat-tat-tatta, yeah
I'm talkin' grrt, rat-tat-tat-tat-tatta, sound like Spanish, yeah
I do the MC Hammer, after they bury them, they get
the Royal family
Or in the RBH military
Or employed by RBH
Is not under any circumstances Allowed to have
Black nail polish
Nor the letters RBH
Tattooed
far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe
There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power
heard, as the world turns
8 million stories to tell, 7 and a half million lies
500 000 facts in hell
Argh, heard your album and I don't believe a word
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
with every strike
Selfless pride my mistake as I spread the wings of hate my heart tightens with every flight
Death is keeping me alive
Sustained by
stopping me when I nail her
She loving the delta
The hate gon' show but the faith gon' grow
'Cause I am a winner and gonna make strong dough
When I take
emotion?
We feast on the remains of the fallen
And dream of the heroes long forgotten
How vain is this bath in bloody ashes
Torn apart by word 'til
to fail
Sunshine's all fine, rain's crazy as hell
Heavy weaponry, got a hundred pound gun
Thunder sound come from that hundred round drum
Million bitches I
even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners?
I'm so appalled, I might buy the mall
Just to show niggas how much more I have in store
I'm fresher
Life's a trip/
Let's Go...
(BRILL)
Sh*t goes wrong, but Life Goes On, (aye)
(X2)
cnd I don't gotta magic wand,
To make a million dollars just appear
asleep. Of all the countless hours she’d spent in therapists’ offices, she picked up a few tricks to try and distinguish dreams from reality––whatever
Hallelujah, Glory
All the honor and the praise goes to you Lord
V!nny
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We ain't following nobody but our dreams
Nobody but Christ the giver
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