Lyrics:
the trunk's at
That's cause my shit's - made for
Niggas that are hardcore
Brothers is quick to hook a left to your right jaw
Girls, come on, girls, come on,
short-term memory
I'd wake up in the same day, and everything began with me
Like it did in the past 24-7
No idea where I was or where I was headed
But, then
Yeah
I'm wearing Christian Dior
Looking hardcore
She's tryna knock on my door
Seems that I score
Now i'm getting money like the jungle rainfall
She
pass by get rich nigga
You got 24 to get your six figures
Yeah
And I been chillin like a motherfucking villain man
Stereo, DOOM, 'lib and some Dilla man
Da da da da da da da da da da da da
Where the brand is king
In a place they call Idea City
Where even a dog can have kitties
Anything, anything,
and that rose and white gold real fly
Brown Louis V wit the green inside, all I see is red, cuz them heels high
Blue check, she verified - she walk by
about
Generating new ideas and then sorting through
Them to find the best
Ones i'll usually start by writing
Down any thoughts that come to mind
Even if
the Boulevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cause I play
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
'Cause I play
you know me but there's more to see my love
You think you know but you don't have no idea)
I don't need to live by your rules, you don't control me
we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread
The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point
my shoes, made it even worse. I worked in an environment where you're judged by your shoes. You dare not wear scuffed shoes. You dare not wear
no time anymore.
Time is relative.
Now We're dealing with the place where when you know yourself as that you just are.
You are going nowhere and you
racked with pain
Such is the life they would have us lead
To kill or be killed for their idea
Where's the freedom, I ask, in being told what to do?
the hypocrites
Or side with the suckers, by choice
It makes no difference, that you're a product of environment
Is just coincidence, the world's a violent place
Goin' far for the shit, I got a 2-4, 2-4
Figure out where my enemies are
Bigger than chasin clout
And my bare knuckled remedies are
Punchlines
would be very difficult to understand.
Breathe in and.
Breathe out and open your mind. To the idea that. Is just as difficult for a two dimensional
where a new idea or an
old one in new form, is accepted by a minority,
while the majority is shouting treason,
rubbish, cook, communist, anarchist,
you retire
Hung your shoes from a telephone wire
So when I ride by, I brag on it
Paragraphs flower, toe tags on it
I plant a bomb where you pick
fell for the diamond scam.
F*cking slinkies were popular before diamond engagement rings.
It’s a thoroughly modern and thoroughly recent idea. It is
You can hear me 24/7
Eres imbécil no puedes no tienes technic o level
Hey! Sensibles Ve y diles
Que soy un bone collector like grave digger
Mi rap
of the land
Cause her heart is the home, just understand
Long as she straight, it’s part of god’s plan
They always ask if there's 24 hours to live, what would
genre needs a dire
Savior with a message, especially in my city
Called Philly where that negative essence
Is present in every section a curse
Old Chevy whip
Struggle to push the keys
Bless me
Like I do 24/7 sneeze
I don’t know where I'm going
But I do as I please
I don’t know where I’m
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