Lyrics:
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Yes! I am Brigham Young!
I cut off my daughter's clitoris
That made god angry so he turned my nose into a clit for punishment!
(Brigham Young, his
straight out the lungs
Looking fly, fresh, old man, so young
And I’m straight from the slums
And never been above so
The ba-bum ba-bum-bum-pum-pum
This thing
"I didn't believe a man existed who could not be stopped by the slug of .45"
This is as far as you go!
Paul wit da .45, shoot em in his fuckin gut
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
It was the day that war broke out
Everyone seemed excited
While young men boasted
And talked of great times
Dark clouds gathered
On the Maginot line
Lik-like-like-like we always do
About this time
Ha! You know we got you open, don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Come on, 7,
[Hook 1]
Run black man
Young black man
You don’t wanna go back fam
Known fact man
Betcha got a goal
No trap bands, goin Pac Man
Running from
Already on me
Shoutout to Fregley
Man, you so deadly
But that’s not who this about,
Songs about a real special guy
Who goes by the name Bob Duncan
(Hyah)
the air is cold like ice
She never knew this life before, turned a whore from
Years of addiction, once a rich man's mistress
Now it's distress and visits
you've ever seen heads out
Me I bring the Louis V store to the penthouse
I was angry when shh got cheffed down
Left them in the corner shop by the food
Payday loans are laundering
Angry voices in my telephone
The young man believes the prophecy
He's the devil's son born again
What will we become this
of man love to hate
My young G done draws and eights
Now he's cuttin' through bricks like the 1-1-8
And I ain't on indirects, diss me, and I take that
You'd swear it was beats by Last BeNeVoLeNcE and in fact
It was...and honestly at first it had me buggin out
I wanted to flex my vocal chords but man I
[INTRO]
It's only illegal blood(??)
you know where it's out(??)
don't get angry
[CHORUS A]
I got the butcher knife to take your fuckin' life
I got
gettin' rings like Sonic
On the hang glide damn I'm so damn fly
This swag kill a nigga so hard
I just seen his man die
Stand by, I got bitches
to no man
That's why I stay on my grind.
These days people die young,
See those *iggers by the conner wanna do me like Pop Smoke.
All my moves are
masta plan
Since he already rowdy
I just asked the man (HEY)
You want some work?
Well partna put in your bid
And by the way now whats your name?
suck dick, but expect for me to eat her?
That ho crazy, man, you don't wanna meet her
But her homegirl, Nita, swallow cum by the liter
She look good
a smile and a wink
Her boyfriend's holding his hand in a fist like he can't get more than a bang to the ribs
Them man there are just angry and pissed
I
Cause I'm pushing 30 and the nickel be purchasing Wizards
Like "Ted and Zach, I got the bread, let's go and chat"
Man I made so much off of beanies we can
Since he already rowdy I'm just asked the man (Dang)
You want some work well partner put in your bid
And by the way now what's your name, they call me
of a gun!
Hey man I'm glad you made it safely, now let's go have some fun.
And this my partner Powder, he's a young gun.
Howdy
Mighty glad to meet ya son.
Yeah you remind me of a cigarette, cigarette
And I get angry when there's nothing left, no one left
And when it's cold you warm me up a bit, up a bit
O I forbid you maidens all
That wear gold in your hair
To come or go by Carterhaugh
For young Tam Lin is there
There's none that goes by Carterhaugh
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