Lyrics:
move went left
And this Irish brudda got chased down fast
Late at night I found out in the morning
Some guy got killed by General's yard
From my balcony
that mediocre flow
I tried to Google you but all that
Came up was that you a ho
By the way my girl's name
Ain't Briahna it's Brianna
You wouldn't know
Pss, yo, yo, yo (yo son roll!)
Oh shit, yo, yo, run!
Aiyo, I jumped from the 8th floor step, hit the ground
The pound fell, cops is coming
8th gear
I hate fear so I walk in the fire, like an unsuspecting sinner in the after life
I do what I don't like
I know if I don't work today my future
The fore bitten fruit
Always Has a bitter flavor
I turned my back on you
And it worked in my favor
If the scotch is your god
Then the taste is your
Came a long way from 8-0
Now I go to anywhere that I say go
Used to dish it to my mama with the rates low
Now I sow it and plant em just by
and Eminem is why I spit to the snare
So you better fucking beware
Beware
So you better fucking beware
Beware ayy ayy
Beware Beware
Ayy ayy
Beware Beware
Rome
Wait I gotta set some shit straight
I used to live on section 8
Now my tennis court right by the lake
Wait my community came with a gate
Wait they
surrounded by fam doe
That part is mando, I don't understand your ass
Get a little fame, get a little name, then forget the same from which you came
That
heard, I heard
That I’m this yeah and I’m that
(uh huh, uh, huh)
Get my name out your trap homeboy
I heard, I heard, I heard, I heard
That I’m this yeah
One is not breathing
Think I left two bleeding
Then the other one was screaming
For help, help, help
You already dead and you already went through my
bottle your air
My mental is rare
I'm conceited
Cannot be defeated
1, 2 1, 2 that's it
That ass deleted
He, mistreated the mic
Rode it hard like
knocked out
Plenty niggas round the city, they don't know my name
Promise by the end of the night they gon know, Ima let it ring
Talking out ya top could
time
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's so tight I
before their time
The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name
And if you ask me again, I'll tell you the same
Who's to blame I don't really know
But my game's
(8)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) go
I know my tongue is a sword
I know I should be more careful with shit that I said
I feel like I started a trend,
be fuego (Gotta be fuego)
Mami Latina like her daddy name is Diego (Name is Diego)
Alexander McQueen, bitch I pay by the Peso (Pay by the Peso)
My team
D-nice, the beat box
I only wear Nike's, not Adidas or Reeboks
Many people know me, yet I'm known by few
My name is KRS-One, son
Not two or three
me
If you think I had cheat code to the game
Because of my name
Then you're suicidal kamikaze
Salute me Nazi style Hitler
They call me Best with
pop shit, go to the trunk
D12 start shit, nigga come get us
7 Mile Runyan, wild niggaz wit us
Cause all my niggaz, is talking that shit
And got no
& loui u name it lil bitch I got plenty
No white liquor str8 brown like a penny
We be poppin I swea we be trending
Feel like pac so bitch please do not
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
about a Rhubarb pie then just segue into sex
Ok
Not a day goes by my mind on music
Hit play
Then hit the pad, 8 a hand, paradiddadiddle, say it
Mouthful
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