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on a building site
Where the ground was rutted by the trailer's wheels
The local people said to me,
You'll lower the price of property
Born at the back
Hit that lick I move in silence I ain’t tell nobody
All this cake on me like my first birthday party
I had do some people dirty hate to talk about it
peelers
My nappy headed niggas
My goons and gorillas
My troops they mo realer, uh
Love hunting niggas on my Elmer Fudd shit
Cause y'all making it too easy
peelers
My nappy headed niggas
My goons and gorillas
My troops they mo realer, uh
Love hunting niggas on my Elmer Fudd shit
Cause y'all making it too easy
And then, the Mormons danced with ewoks
And were greeted by Jesus!
Welcome Mormons!
Now, let's all have as many babies as we can
And make big, Mormon
out, by the bench now
Chillin' on the boat, saw the ice cream truck out
Sixteenth, to the boat, then they fly out
Man, I thought that I would lose it,
I need everybody out with they kin folk
Big westside up in brazil though
Tellem this our life and we still go
Crazy
I want to party in Brazil
That's
Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished
From far and wide, the farmers try
To grow their crops under pale blue sky
And when rains fail and crops die
Coast tells them learn Java runtime
call that justice people, because she was going to get pregnant by my dad Herman and tell me that it was my own and so I decided to give her a chance
some Pepto-Bismol
To the hip to the hop you just don't stop
On the microphone is where I rock
Sucker MC's talkin' all that stuff
Party people let me
make them happy, do that shit for me
But I'm feelin' crappy, I was left to bleed
I think you need a nappy, you a baby
People tellin' me that I won't be
da chune ya somebody throw him ah bills
Big up all di ganja farmer da song ya give yu di chills
Hustle man ah man still ah struggle fi pay we bills
No
out who am I
racking up Ls playing Tetris 2 or
3 leases on life by the metrics
stuck in one spot
had to watch where you step bitch
still in all
Mpls funkin' house from east 2 west
Mpls funkin' (shut up)
Mpls - clinton listen, a on test
Mpls funkin' (shut up)
(funkin')
Other people's parties they
frozen
All this money feels like I'm chosen
We party 'til morning, keg by the ocean
Please don't act like you don't know me, yeah
I got money in
can't put in words how I feel just to say I'm happy
To be me all this gut all this lack of height all this nappy
Really tried to make me hate myself but
Yea
Demons tryna break me again challenge my faith once again
Life I'm just taking it in
Look
Perspective
Seems like they changing up when people who
the truth
Speak to the youth
I'm the man of the people that paid dues
They been workin' all year just for W2's
I am not ya equal, I do not wanna be you
They
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
won't go peaceful
When you look upon me you can tell I got no equal, people
I'm big, I'm bad, I'm evil
Go round get lethal, it's all illegal
Resist it's
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
but I’m big
WE’RE THE SHIT GODDAMN
I’m a kid but I’m big
My name is B, but you may know me as a bigwig
I give the people what they want at every single
Now when I get big money I stash some
See a watch I like, I just grab one
Party and bullshit, book trips have fun (Come on)
Get paid, get
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