Lyrics:
the real crazy, psycho sick move the lady
Sunnin' so nothin' shady, kid pass me the three-eighty
By my sack, cock and load it, your world I'ma rock
support, numbers tell stories, talk about my life, never been boring
appreciate your ears, I gain from your nearness, Like minds learn, get big return
rock
The man can roll with Ice-T or Michael J
[ all ]
Back
Back on the block
Back
Back on the block
Back, on the block, so we can rock
With the soul,
Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers
And some lesbians that never loved niggas
Twisted love story "True Romance"
Mary Magdalene from a pole
Don't even know who i would be
By now If i wasn't the man you see
Right Now
Been through the storm been through the heat I'm crowned
All i wanna be
blessings no more stressing
Live your life and learn your lessons
Life's unknown so ask them questions
Tell them haters get to stepping (Aye)
Like woah out
Hold up hold up hold up hold up
How life goes it's a time cycle my inner self saying rhyme Michael growing pains watch it fly by you now looking
I was in the game before publishin' was an issue
Yeah platinum now but next year I'm gonna miss you
Mad rappers like bad actors should have no parts
got a woman
She might make you forget yours
There's a 5 letter word
To describe her character
But her brains being washed by an actor
And every
a nigga actor will do, ooh
Dressed to the best to impress but after they try take us in
Crook as a nigga, take a pistol, see who wants to be Naughty
who doing the most
I don't need to brag and boast
I'm out on the road
I don't rock Gucci or Prada
White T that's props to my father
I had to learn
and Bones
Silver spurs come his and hers, just live and learn
Snipers on the roof’s for troops, that’s for whom it concern’s
Applaud the whore’s abroad
told my niggas I got em
Just like Dwayne Johnson build it up from Rock Bottom
Long as niggas stay loyal I don’t see a problem
Add that to the grind
purchased by the blood but the devil just rent them.
Uhn, I've been giving y'all a taste in him the king and rock I'm not talking Graceland.
But his grace
Hayelo
Yeah, Hayelo, Cooling with the Lowf,
This remind me of Michael Meyers, the Mic will knife ya,
never been a killer but I will find ya
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
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Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
And she walks along by the river
Where you can be alone with your dreams
And she
learn to live
So what if those jerk offs care, why’d you give a shit
I’m just a punk rock girl living outside the punk rock world
Black flag sticker
like bad actors should have no parts
Wanna be mad check the charts any of them
Oh you don't see my name
You don't see my spot
Here's a hint
Look closer
without a trace, no DNA, no, not a drop
'Cause me and Dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops
CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot
like Stevie
Run up in yo' mansion like Birdman an Weezy (Woo)
Most these rappas' actors put these bitches on TV
You ain't got no money hit the Michael
On the couch with a chick, 2K on the sticks
We kickin' shit, just kickin' shit
I only rap about my life I used to live trife
Now I'm kickin' shit,
Nicholas
(Michael Malick)
But yo I go by NuSince
And I'm here to bless your ear buds
Running over obstacles I grabbed the wheel to steer us
But what was
toke my heart away
23 up on my shoe
Forever rock my Michael Jay's
Ever since I lost johvonni
I been killing my lungs
And it's Okay The be alone
S*** just
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