Lyrics:
broad in Tahiti, big ass green bikini
I don't spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme album a problem
Wait! Fuck that bitch
grabbed him by the coat
[ CHORUS ]
Baby
Don't try to save me
People
Just let me be
Fucker
I'm not your brother
Step back
Rick James, respect that
[ Slug ]
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
And the moment that she left the room
The album started skipping
Goodbye to beauty, shared with the ones that you love
A shadow that has fallen
a cold ass flow
Everytime he hit the studio, his beeper go off
He left the beef to get his cheese, by selling people that raw
With a pistol on his right
[Mike Jones]
What my motherfuckin name!
Mike Jones...... Who?
Mike Jones.......Who?
Mike Jones...My album "Who Is Mike Jones" coming soon
Yeah!
Where
Uh! Its that boy Magnificent
AKA Maaagno
The Rookie Of Da Year
Be on the lookout for that solo album coming soon
[Magno]
It's Magnificent, but you
behind tent
Serving all day hitting corners getting bent
Time went by quick when we was kicking it
I wish that there was a way I could have predicted this
times four equals sixteen tracks
Word
Divided by two
Which is half of four
Equals OU818
Ah shit
Yo Trey, where's the goddammed drum machine?
Ah damn, I
Sifting through weathered photo albums
Looking for gloriously aged Polaroids (does it make a difference? This is the way it is)
You think it
bling here
Been having a Benz, been having Vettes, been having a Rover
Gotta house by the lake, look here ask Joe Claire, see I told ya
Been having
to get rid of all the animosity towards me
That was shown by the other kids, what do I do
And why do everybody want to see a nigga fall
Mama and daddy
those jeans
Got a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me
By the individual hustle, that'd pay me
When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe
I be
ain't one of those rappers who got a deal man
Quit asking, every milestone you try to conquer
I passed it, every album we drops a classic
That's the way
raczej unikam wzroku
Wszystkie oczy patrzą jak w klubach publika wokół
Jest tu chyba tysiak osób
Jak na ulicach bloków
Idę powoli między nimi
By nikt nie
colored white right by the shore
You're never knowing how it goes til your on the floor Covered in roses chocolate drops and you might score But then I
away
Give the world a album every month like issa birthday
No wait issa knife
Imma cut me a slice
Have my cake and eat it too who is that slee that's I
Terminy nie spasiły, nie tym razem to następnym
Oto "Loża szyderców" dał na zwrotkę sample, bębny
U Tabba potrzebny duo Ski Skład i kontrasty
Owal chce by
not win?
At least three of the albums that I dropped in your top ten (talk to 'em)
Your wrist "tick-tick," boy, the hand on my watch spin
Not in
H1GHR like we smoking joints
So many J's at one label boy you know we scoring points
Yeah, surrounded by villains demons sinnin' I feel alone
I ain't
I'm doing it for me
This time around we coming for everything
Shit hit different when you got it out the streets
You can be here, then gone by next
Nasranej na tebe buzno, měl by si se potatit
Chytni kurvu za vlasy a narvi hlavu pod paty
Jsem nasranej na měkký buzny ve vztahu, jste lopaty
Jsem nasranej
sweatsuit, black and burgundy shots
I got a safe in the ceiling, that's my emergency box
Another half a mil' buried under that dirt by them rocks
Nigga,
buď v redakci
Rapeři za odstavce nechaj prdel jebat si
Polikání koulí to je atrakce
Pošlu album na recenzi naplnění Anthraxem
Vítej v mim světě, mozková
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