Lyrics:
materials and infect us so that they can easily control us
Yes, these agents are supported by dictators and Iranian intelligence and people who kill people
yo' watts [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
Let's peel, who want to talk rap
kill you kill, Kill, Kill
I wanna kill you kill, Kill, Kill"
In '71
Lester Bangs first writes the word 'punk'
To describe '60s enthusiastic
Teenage rock
But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me
So, baby, kill
But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me
So, baby, kill
with the hugest purses
I do the work, and kill the bills too, like Uma Thurman
Give me loot, convert it into soup I eat if you prefer it
From all
Ten-nine-eight-seven-six-five-four-three-two-one-
You-slept-on-a-kid-from-the-boondocks
Out of hooterville land of the ill kill
Bellsburg Viking so you know I'm top ranking Phil
Some say
[Jurassic 5]
Yo, we are no superstars
Who wanna be large and forget who we are
Don't judge us by bank accounts and big cars
No matter how bright we
and never forfeit the day you have to go to war
With forces that are armed upon the seven continental borders
A mental fortress is essentials to absorb this
[Intro]
Yeah, ha, that's what I'm talkin' about y'all
(All in together now, now)
It's another studio rap production
(What are you doing to me)
Know I’m worth a couple mil you buying front row tickets
Rock my stage where the kids can’t kill you
Seen a couple niggas couldn’t hang ‘round with
Sometimes the neighborhood children stop by
But it's always rocks and beer bottles they throw
At first they're excited to see a talking goat
They
are tame
I suit up the six-shooter Lebron got game (woo)
Who us? The next who up
We all spit flames
With a cannon you think that wildin' out's my
New sheet unique got props repeat
Non-stop complete now you rock to the beatbox
Heat rocks the seat now they hop on your meat
Pop a cassette in your
Tbh
Written and performed by Derrell
FLIGHT FLIGHT
Rell
You Listening?
It’s still death before dishonor
What it’s supposed to be? (what it's
painted shirts, y'all niggas painting rock
And I gotta get paid, at any means
By any means, I'ma get it, fuck you niggas mean
Don't you push up this way,
to kill our vibe, I spy it CIA
That ain't no problem
Yeah they’ll remember who we are like we mufasa
You know I’m feeling u too
My lip gloss with
are gifts, I rock them well, drop the ill
Talk to myself, walk an' kill the space and fill the holes with mace
Grey the skies, grace your place with
screaming, nobody seen him by the store
Beanie and Jamal, freaking on the lawn
Told me, if they get you, call Ruck with the rental
My mental went rushing,
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
Of The Notorious BIG and the Junior MAFIA
Jealous niggas recognize
Freak bitches fantasize
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
slip (yeah)
'Cause mad nigga's throats gettin' slit
By the mister wit the heat ta burn ya til ya blister
You punk bitch, when the funk hit, the tongue
hoes
I keep a bunch of chicks tryna blow my fuckin' stick
And now you lookin' at the kid, like, how the fuck you do this
Damn, we are not the same
I
thats around
Your so nervous that you
Drown trying to float
Hands too shaky, found by the boat
Your daddy always said gotta sink or swim
Little beautiful
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