Lyrics:
knew that
I'm Marty McFly with these albums, fam
And the new album be the almanac
Back to the future with it
I've got a MAC full of music in it
I go HAM
grinding to the day they put me in a body bag me
To give my kids a future that I never had
When you serve a pluck by your daughter and you don't feel no
nigga?"
I don't know
Teaching my kids to be like me, and ain't nobody want new shit
Guarantee, you make an album take my vocab, so fuck the mic up
Hit the stage, grip the mic and murder you like a pro-lifer
But I'm done now, I got a son now
Fuck the rap game, I'm done now
Chillin' with
run at you
Yeah
All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Ahhhh
All I wanna do is
Sit back, smoke sacks, bump my new shit
Uh
When I’m in Miami when I’m in Atlanta
The radio sound like I’m in Miami
When I’m in New York
The radio sound like I’m in Miami
So you feel like now,
Heroes Amongst Men
Hand me any mic but have your army manned cause
You know I go HAM
Heroes Amongst Men
High As A Mountain while I'm flying by the fans
sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch
Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family
All my
Billy Bass
Ay yo try me I bet I deliver I'm Bezos
You can get it all from me like Bezos
I can give half of my raps away by the end of the day
I
don't realize the magnitude
I laugh at you
Flappin you rat-a tat, you on your own avenue
While I'm slappin you, askin you
"Why you actin new?"
Crushin
equal
His new album in stores - Tical 0, man
The Prequel
You know how we do when me and my crew bang
Been rapping this kid
Since he was down with Wu Tang
their (Mic) Mikes Jacked, call it "this is it" (Michael Jackson's Last Album)
I spit the "INTro" softly, so real fans can listen in
Clubs get their
Hello, and thank you for tuning in to Braes Records Radio
Right now you're listening to Tropical Storm by JD Fuller and Kisatrix
And Young Subway
[Remedy]
Mic check, I walk around the Shao'
Wit the jet black nine by my waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claimed to be the best white
things
I'm talking brand toys that shoot laser beams
A new bike and some Nikes just to go on my feet
Plus a phantom powered mic so I can flow on the beat
There ain't nobody out here doing it like me
Pursuing a nice dream and
Moving at light speed
Stay true to all my team and
Grew is a mic fiend
Rhyming
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
[Chorus:Repeat x4]
Can you kick it like I kick it when I kick this,
Can I get a witness? (Yes you can!)
New jacks better back up, before they
Been working on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All
on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All aboard
When I'm on the mic, under the lights a couple listen
But the tension lies in me tryin' to be a Christian
And finding that even lies and deceit
Would be
on road
Y'all heating up but you can't come close
My flow so cold that the mic just froze
Weed so strong my eyes just closed
My mind explodes when I'm
humming to adele
(Her new album was so sad)
Look, I got two phones
No le gusto
They tryna step like we cool though
Call me bruno, Number uno
Skating past
worldwide I'm going universal
Stay up to 4 on the mic ima vampire on nocturnal
Roll another one finna see a kaleidoscope on a berry-wood
Ion make no CD's new
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