Lyrics:
I got duct tape and rope,
I'll leave you missin' like the fuckin' O'bannons.
One hand on my money, on hand on my buddy,
That's the A-K forty seven
Right in front of me.
I know a kid named K
He's a MD.
Last time I heard
Yo, was getting real friendly.
Belly to belly and
Chest to chest
Thigh by
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
those who don't know my name, know my name
They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?
I sit on buck in
Ay
What would you do
If you only had seven minutes to prove everything that you had in life
What would you tell them
What would you say
If you only
if we keep flirtin' fate &
hurtin' with hate. Time to grow up, get real, come on
We can ressurect the world by the lights early dawn
What so proudly
wrist feeling real meek on the left it's a milly
Word to Craig Mack new flavour in your ear
I'm swerving off the Henny asking Jesus can he steer
Doing
of rhythm and blues
When hip hop originated slowly paid my dues
And take my shoes and try to walk a mile in my past
Without them salt shaker sheisters
born in this shit
Jump in the game and I caught on real quick
Been had a name and I've been in a mix
But I was gone doing a bid
I'm back in my zone up
Last time I heard
yo, was gettin real friendly.
Belly to belly and
chest to chest
thigh by thigh
leg by leg and
I guess.
Ain't no way to get ya out
your
Matter fact, no, I take that back
See I don't play with real legends
Of rap like you do and I'm crucial
Concealed by real Crips and Soowoos
And they shoot
drop)
We by-coastal you niggaz ain't playing right (nah)
Drive-by and toast you, you niggaz ain't spraying right
[Chorus]
[Max B]
Five seven with
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
yourself
You should be proud yourself you made it by yourself
You made it out on yo own yea do not disturb my phone yea
I don't keep up with Jones I'm in
Jesus Christ said like this is Matthew 7:24
“Whoever builds their life on my word is
Like a wise man who built his house on a rock" Ya dig
Talk
(5, 6, 7, 8)
Preacher preaching rubbish,
Rambling, condemning sodomy,
Vocal variation of an awfully botched lobotomy
Scream about the gays and how
Welcome to the real world
It’s made of colors
And they’re all beauti...
Full of cultures, looks, styles
Different sizes, shapes, smiles
All sisters
your friends
I'm here with this dilemma
Mesh 3arfa aspot
Shakli hakot
Wakteb le geel a letter
Ayooha al azdeka2
Who been caught in a mix
Clouded by this
HEARTBREAKREDD)
(Verse 1)
Yea mon Davi Jones Heartbreak X (you know what I mean)
Gunmon ting (you know what I’m sayin)
Gunmon ting this
and knife are weapons
But avoid using violence unless they're steppin
I am the king of the rhythm
I made the best out of the bad I was given
I made some
on the cross all my sins transferred
Made new by Your blood, You speak a betta word
Peace so real imma new creation
Peace so real imma new creation
This ain't
Word up, let me just fuck with your mind, please
Aiy! Aiyyo-yo-yo, yo! Let me fuck up your mind
On time, showin, you the, rhythm
as I get wreck
Sound blasting hound tactics
I smell the dope
Lighting in the bottle then i mix that with the words i wrote
SOL if you hoping you could fuck with me
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