Lyrics:
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
George Washington, the first who didn't wanna run
John Adams was the second till 1801
Then Thomas Jefferson, who made the British mad
Next came James
pissed when
Their legs do dash
(Skrrt, skrrt)
I know they got no waps or dingers
They drive-by in cabs (Drive-by)
It's half past ones and my hands
Are
the city core, entertainment gimme more,
Streetcar down to Ossington, try to party on pennies, or
Goodnight everybody, head back and
Go stick my head in my
Dropbox
Got holes in my shoes cuz I walk lots
Spend all my money on Juul pods and Pop Tarts
Going broke by the end of the month
Just smoked and I'm finna
to many Head shots
In the dark seein red dots
We all masked up now
Put you hands
Up gimmie everything you
Got on ya person this a stick up its Twisted
Some folks say there's a price on love
Watch your freedom go, watch your freedom go
Just can't breathe with your head in the glove
Watch your
to the nun
Before he become priest thru the assassin's elite
Bringin agony and agony to niggas feet
Who swivel what war? Learn to speak
While I get in
The Second World War came to an end
We forgave the Germans and we were friends
Though they murdered six million, in the ovens they fried
The Germans now too
need a second
Twenty-four seven, Twenty-four seven
Twenty-four seven, Twenty-four seven
Twenty-four seven, Twenty-four seven
Twenty-four seven
Check in
Headshot if a nigga play
Got the hittas on speed dail
Call at 7:50 he be dead by 8
Face cover with a mask nigga
And the gloves on
Brah leave no trace
head all out
Delusion came around, was out here waiting for a second bout
Wearing all black, but some days, it's all beige
Hooked on believing in this
Wonder how long I'll retain my sanity
And if I go outside for one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight seconds
Will it bring my demise
The world
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
Listen, let that music hit you for about 5 seconds
You know lot of thingz in life
Which the people need to get, need to get our weight up
Together
Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
How's that, fat action packed rap remain tame
Pharoahe fuckin Monch, ain't a damn thing
me to give a nigger-y twenty-one gun salute
That's seven shots for 2pac
Seven for Biggie Smalls
Seven for Freaky Tah up in your neighborhood malls
young Henry took the throne, Margaret, his consort
Then, Richard's Berengaria, recognized by the court
Isabella, in 1200 became Queen under John
Eleanor
I stay with it
Too many pussyholes carrying weapons
I'm so icy, man wanna pree me 24/7
Manna got Megaman queffers
Manna get dropped in 21 seconds
her rich friends to know the truth
But me and her both know all the facts
She's in love with the brother from the ghetto, who is black
My seven
water that nobody hears
Plenty of fish in the sea
Twenty-nine hundred caught captain
But lose your head if a mermaid
Gets caught up
Eric! Take care
on your side
The Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And then we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they
on your side
The Second World War
Came to an end
We forgave the Germans
And then we were friends
Though they murdered six million
In the ovens they
And the names of the heroes
I was made to memorize
With guns in their hands
And God on their side
The First World War, boys
It came and it went
The reason for
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