Lyrics:
(Yo, can you hear me?)
(Service ain't the greatest out here)
(Uh, we're goin' into orbit)
These ain't cookies I'm makin'
The recipe called for bacon
in your yard, diss your mother
Dashing her knickers all out of the cupboard
They got us face down
With our feet on our necks but
We still believe we
Dreams are coming
And it’s coming very soon
Album Mode on reboot
We’re on our way to the moon
It’s only been a minute, but it only been a month
Album
Music gonna last forever imma take it to my tomb
King TUT my tunes
Push start go vroom
Out of 5 I’m 5 I’m maroon
Every action got a consequence
I'm tryna
mothers child in trouble
Left out of our gilt edged bubble
Now John might be our relation, or of anyone in the nation
But our empathy is ration, by our
I met you in a club in Atlanta, Georgia
Said me and my homeboy were coming out with an album
You looked at me like, "Yeah, nigga right"
But you
D-Block, I'm on 3-5-4
I keep my heat cock, and my blunt lit
(SL)
The mack out, take a piece of your back out
Raise it to your cheek nigga, dare you
fam just keeping it real
Hopped on the TTC, to get home quick
We took the sixty then the thirty five Jane, then got off in the Lane
Kanye was selling
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
the day I came out, I was like, "Merits?
Fuck that, I'd rather be loud and I like swearin'"
From the first album even the gals were like, "Tight lyrics,
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
J5 Blackalicious (Blackalicious, Blackalicious, Blackalicious)
Yo
We take a journey through music right now
We take a journey through music
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
Need a g5 just to see the sky
Live on the edge just to feel alive
After this bag cuz we gon survive
Can tell by your breathing you bout to lie
Came in
nine to five
I'm not talking about five pm
I am talking in the early morning
Outside in NYC out web swinging
And you know we catching all of the bad
fight fair
Mike tyson right here, drop bars bite ears
Bwoy simma mi out ya hungry operating pon a light dinner
Looking for trouble might go nether realm
pause
Then I take a step back into reality
I know girls like you abi you figga you slick
You dey maroon niggas like five times every week
Alas
This Accra
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
after market
Ima go Aston Martin
3.5 Zaza in a wood this ain't no THC glass cartridge
How my opps gone do a drive by when I seen they ass walking
No bite
since I put my first record out
But I could put a chain around my second album
And wear it as a neck medallion
Became a millionaire, went downhill from
with Venomous Villains,
Fuck nah, they don't want no smoke
Cause with V's, it's always on sight tryna talk they way out of it, scared for, they life
I
trappin' out that bando and it's still vacant (bando, yeah)
You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (yeah, guap)
Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck
this novocaine got 'em numb to the drugs now
Movin' on Mary Jane, I feel burnt out like the sun now
Aventador, SVJ, I'm ridin' 'round with her perm'
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