Lyrics:
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You start to hate me
I felt the pain in your eyes
By your side I'm always afraid of not being enough
But I shot my mouth
Yeah
J'ai peur du prochain mec
(did you just called me a fat dyke?)
Nah its all about the bass, baby, I don't want trouble, in this mid-day
It is a straight obnoxious thing to say,
by
No time to sigh
All them pretty women
Planted in a row
You see them in the newspapers
But you can't have 'em, no!
No no no no no no no no!
without a parachute, or shoot me
Uh this shit be bittersweet
The taste of this rap game is getting spicy because of me
So don’t step to me
You don’t wanna
horny
You see Jamahl, he cryin', don't ignore me
He's super tall, but this nigga below me
He fuckin' on a dyke, that bitch don't wanna fight
He hatin'
mes rêves sont américains
So without drugs, I can't function
Fuck le jogging, I run shit
Fuck un mince, I'm eating good just to let you know that I run
was seeing space
'Bouta fuck a bitch brain, my Benz late
Bitch, you ain't my sensei
You could use my nut to cleanse your face
Bitch, drink my nut
with the switch
Leave a nigga carcass with the stich
From Van Dyke and Harper to the Six
This shit on the floor like it
Ain't no carpet in this biz
Sorry
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
cootie in the chair, tical
You're all (Mary J., Yall)
I need (and Methical)
To get by
(Like sweet morning dew) yeah, yeah
(W-w-wild, I'm about
I'm always searching for a way to live without, without you
A way to smile, a way to rise
But now, I'm feel so lonely, without you by my side
How
say, mama sa, mama see you sa
(Mama say, mama sa, mama see you sa)
Mama say, mama sa, mama see you sa
(Mama say, mama sa, mama see you sa)
Naughty by
The one handed shit you got to say, to you
Touche i'm the type to pull a dyke
And only hit it on Tuesday
You the chump that when I come
It feel like it be
hittin' me but you ain't O.J.
I'm 'bout to shake up the world like Cassius Clay
When I bumble, watch your back 'cause I sting like bee
This ain't the Wild
Living life, I be rolling the dice
You're the one that turned your bitch
From straight to a dyke
How can I take advice
From the people around?
They
sweater"
"I bet that pussy tighter
Than them new J's"
My homie say "she loose
You might fade away
Fade away,
Like them other niggas,
You gon' follow up
straight
And fuck a crooked cop tell 12 to they face
They can suck a dick and suffocate slowly by the way
No Denzel nigga you will never catch me with
J-Star nigga wild fat, it's mad funny
Bitches try to find his piece , but all they see is mad tummy
Beam on his back, like how you gon' run, you ain't fast
pourquoi
Je n'dors plus le soir
Désolé ma jolie
Si j'te répond pas
(Si je n'te réponds pas)
If I want you to want me
I gotta lie
If you want me to love you
Dyke
I dont give a fuck, run ah muck, do what you like
I'm like a blast from ah gun, takin another son
The dope man who got caught yo, from what he done
More power to you, but power by whom
Powered by us, standing together
The Power’s in you
My voice is a power, Hip Hop is the vessel
I’ll power the youth
"dad I made it"
It sounds automated by DALL-E
Plenty state of serenity in a amenity
About to assassinate you J.F Kennedy or Gandhi
Sorry I was wrongly
Safe tryna hustle 'round here think there's money to be made
You'll get robbed by somebody underage
We don't rock brands like Vans, only J's
We don't
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