Lyrics:
Goodz? I'ma let y'all pick
Crowd chooses the "Tay Roc Goodz" so
Goodz puts his drink down
We up here doin' this like
You ain't get trashed already
Smack
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
One, and here comes the two to the three and four
Then I drop the beat I have in store
Lay dynamics on the top like a rug
Make it sound smooth
up
Today is a different day now that I'm here all grown up
Now you can't tell me shit without me stepping close and blowing up
What am I supposed
a case
And slammed the door
(Door slams)
You finally came home and zoomed past me
Into the bathroom, then you asked me
"Fuck are you doing here?"
I said,
cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That's on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin'-3
Down by the river (that river)
That's where I
fifty deep
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they selves
You know who I'm talkin' about
(You know who I'm talkin' about)
That's right, you
a million, by hustlin since my adolescense
From crack dealin to rap villain, my new profession
Who wanna see me at eight deep, fuck 3D
You coward ass
(haha, here we go again)
Conspiracy Theory, international version
(The Evil Genius, Green Lantern)
Let's go
Does it make you mad when I switch my
of the acoustic well here's a vaccine
You lying' bout my shit then we ain't on the team
Me and you are enemies I stomp on your dreams
You better be grateful cuz
(One, two, one, two, three)
By the time you get this message I'm leaving town
And breaking you down in my mind
You're some of a kind
On my way
do it, I'mma pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door
Shake that body, party that bod (That's rare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that
yesterday
You don't look down on anyone and say
If you want to be a better version of yourself
Never think that you're above anyone else
One day the lion saw
Put the dough down
Kick your door down, surround the block
Where you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and
That's not a whole round
Way I leave
sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks"
So you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
Pre>this is reported to be played with open tuning but what tuning
Exactly I don't know. I have created a simple version which
Gets me by. it
Let me tell you a story about a boy named Jimmy
One years old and his first words were mine, mine gimme
Two years old, he was walking, three years
On the day that America
Fell to its knees
After strutting around for a century
Without saying thank you
Or please
And the shock was subsonic
got me breaking down and know it's just a waste of time
Can someone get me outta here take me away now fkn drive
Escape my mind
Three two one
Fkn back
Bye bye
Three elves and myself walk no shoes
Barefoot bipolar bear
Cold is the air
No one is here there anywhere
Look around
Go ahead tell me what you
the game you better ask somebody
I got pimp blood which is pumped by the beat
I drop this funk which is bumped by the streets
I been around the hood three
you're the new family pet
With a babybird's diet!
Surrender, sex offender
Or the door's coming down
Is he facing Pennywise? No
You're more of a clown
He'd
down, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came
down, girl
When you walked through the door (woo)
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You're the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came
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