Lyrics:
anticipation
That feelin' that people can't wait to hear your album playing
The day that it drops, patiently waitin' to hear the Villain
I be gettin' goosebumps
Album, es sollte die Szene killen
Keine Swingerparty, doch es kamen wenig Singles
Mein Rap-Style ist vielleicht wirklich sehr kindisch
Doch die Taschen
before the beat was laid down
Say it loud and proud it's the NPT
Big up to Corpa road Maesglas and Maindee
This is my rap album not yours and this is
just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys
up above
If you coming at me just know that you getting bodied by singer named Truelove
I be so proud of me
You cannot talk to me,
Album of the year
Hello, everybody
Welcome to my new compilation album
This here super awesome release is here to display to you
All of the amazing songs that I
to bring my best
Inspired by that and the struggles, my family going through
I gotta remind myself and my family too
Not to worry, to have faith, cause its
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
First, the DJ must power up the amplifiers.
To play a record, select an album and put it on the turntable.
The racer must attach five dollars
attention
And not to mention you look like you're on a pension
You look like that ronald MC Donald and MC hammer
And by your heavy breathing I can tell you
when the dope game got dangerous
In my interviews talking plug talk
On my last album I explained it (I explained it)
With a fork telling you let
talk about my race on the whole first album
But black vs white bullshit was the still the outcome
How come these motherfuckers can't seem to let it go
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's malik my hobby's putting
half a Vicodin, why can't I?
All systems ready for take off, please stand by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
a headache, like yankin domes with a straightening comb
When our bread brake, articles of artists who aren't as hard yo'
Partners by fathers, regardless they
And I heard ya album, this must be something you're new at
'Cause I rather hear a Lil' Wayne/Lil' Zane duet
My cellphone stay ringin', like a slap in
And you know lighting up the b foreal
Yeah
Then dat Michael Myers come out
You heard me
Imma let You niggas Know Tho
I aint just on no singing on da album
lessons, getting noticed by professors
But my sleep ain't getting better, counting sheep along with Deckard
I been eating like I'm Lecter, but I source my
some things, get it by any means
I disappear then reappear with a new scheme
I got fans now, I got fans down
Who can't wait till the album's out
I
blind as shit, like
Rockin’ for free, doing an album overseas
Going to Tahiti a second time
To split two G’s
Shit, I coulda went back by myself
But I
feels like I am surrounded by a bunch of robots
Sometimes i wish i was logic or kdot
I could have the whole world
By side
Getting played by ugly god
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