Lyrics:
cannot finesse the finesser
9 millimeter on the dresser
Right next to the dragon dagger
By the green ranger
I eat up a rapper for entertainment
Ich ich
Kalash Criminel
Africain sauvage
Fianso
T'as pris du galon, t'es sorti du ballon
9-3, coup d'crosse avec le canon
Quatre vingt
against me since the outset
9th got 'em fiending for an instrumental version of an album that ain't out yet
But now it's my outlet, and it feels so good
against me since the outset
9th got 'em fiending for an instrumental version of an album that ain't out yet
But now it's my outlet, and it feels so good
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
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
on
Check out 9th street, a big sign, El-Pee got served in neon
Trendy indie underground 'cause you haven't got a choice
Take away your elitist buddies
Written by Adedamola Adeniji & Dorcas Odutola
You can't the scam the scammer
You wan use me like James and Kamal
Bem who born their mama
Them wan
9 years into this game nothings has changed they asking for more
A lot opportunities coming god has in store
I’m done being stuck below I’m
'cross the world
You can put us side by side but there's no comparing
Y'all just not as good
I mean, I'm new to fatherhood but that shit been apparent
hard live by that motto
All them haters they follow
Hit that bitch once I got options
Why you talking
Gawking
Got this album dropping
While he flopping
Listening to Britney
Her new album
Back to the Noughties
I went from 8 to 18
Everything from a nightmare
To Beyonce sweet dreams
Moved from Brisbane
partays
Had to push a couple vacations back on layaway
But it was alright cuz you made it work out anyway
And it's by the grace of God that you standing
9:07 AM, February 2nd, 2019
There are still fat raindrops on the double-paned windows, jiggling
Those windows look out to the street from the old
(Hey there)
These aren't actual lyrics in my song but a lil message
Thank you for clicking on my album
And I hope I can make a change in your taste
and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol, something far from a
Lover, beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh 'cause no one
For the Drive-In 5, right here on 92.9 WAME, and I got my buddy Mason Cole in the studio
today and I've been looking forward to this moment for some
But get me on this mic
And I strike like boom
Bring you dynamite
From nine to noon
This style you like
Well my album's arriving soon
People didn't know
(yo)
Jokers at the top know the king
Is nothin' to play with (yo)
9 to 5 money is just as
Sweet as the grave shift (yo)
El presidenté, Blobama, blow by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
Our programs they have
No substance
But our kids watch them
Our programs they are
Sponsored by
Rich Americans
And if you're one of them
Then you can
desire
Desire to be on fire
A9 always on fire (A9 always on fire)
And none can't quench this fire
(And none can't quench this fire)
Yeah
Independent ain't
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