Lyrics:
This That NSR Shit
Who the fuck these niggas think they is
Like I'm the better man
Bro got me a switch with a Glock
Now I got better aim
I'm smoking
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Ultimate absolvable
Don't care who you are
Ultimate absolvable is me
Self-legitimizing entity
Who only
loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?
Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?
When tears are in your eyes,
And you can't find
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
star,
Lost in the universe, wonderin' who you are
I've been there,
Lets take it from the start, a broken kid with a very broken heart
So I'll ask you
Dudes is doin' fashion shows
JJ DOOM go pop? Not so irrational
You see the cash it pull? Y'all know the MO
Vill' been killin' flows since back
When
to yo' breastplate
It's the Mighty Mos Def, complete the trilogy
Just shot myself a dime, see, are you feelin' me?
Son, I'm wicked and nice when I'm
your new name?
By your new name
When you are on top of me
You are that girl that I want you to be
Only hit you on doggy style when I’m on my knee
Yah yah its lit JJ JJ Glock its lit fuck you bitch yah lets go
(chrous)
Who you messin with boy? ill beat you ill hit your head
I dont think you
Gotta chase that money
Gotta chase that green
We are coming for the crowns
We are kings and queens
And we gon' be rich forever (Yah)
We gon' be rich
JJ here's the thing you got a messiah complex
That's just how it is that's who u are
I don't hate you for it's just who you are
Ok Whatever
switch up you - you call it great
First R. Kelly, now we're surviving the Harlem Shake
Then there's Cern with their God Particles, accelerate
I discern
but lack of the talent.
Your minds are barren. What now you expect me for telling? Huh?
My songs are real, made by myself.
After being performed
That's why every week, we do dip-ins and ghost
Got a show so we're bringing the smoke
Only thing that you niggas are bringing is hoes
I've got a thing
I had to get up
A million different answers when they ask what's in my red cup
Like who are you
Keep my circle balanced like a hoola hoop
Marvin get
Brownson
Once you hear the whistle, even Grandmas is stackin' up on old wooden pistols
Nobody's thinking by the time you're done blinking
Cold freezer,
you f*** with lame on lame,
JJ's yelling out my name
Spiteful girl,
who can you blame?
Why'd we ruin everything?
Deep down you know I miss it,
Twitch is shit
Your 'Gram is shit
I find it hella funny needing Cal to help save your shit
You really are a pussy (shit)
Tell me, are you clean
loves you pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you mama?
Who loves you,
Who loves you pretty baby?
When tears are in your eyes,
And you can't find
Never give up cuz it worth it my brodie
And never forget where and who u was with
Step by step u moving forward alone
And nobody can understand how
the high note, Villain since a itsy bitsy zygote
By remote, send in the meat wagon
Braggin' MC's packed in with they feets draggin'
These stats are
the high note, Villain since a itsy bitsy zygote
By remote, send in the meat wagon
Braggin' MC's packed in with they feets draggin'
These stats are
Introduction:
We're The Cross Movement, which is an alliance of (uh) born again believers in Jesus Christ that are trusting God by His grace
loves you, pretty baby?
Who's gonna love you, mama?
Who loves you?
Who loves you, pretty baby?
When tears are in your eyes and you can't find
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