Lyrics:
Concrete since day one
Ain't no time to make up
Ain't no top on that hoop
Like baby, word to A cup
Thank you for your services, invoicing all my haters
Shout out to DJ Khaled
This that special cloth at the radio station
Going brazy with your boys in the building
New York City, what the fuck is up?
We
Suddenly
Life is caving in
Avalanche
Bringing fall to an end
Innocent
Heart taken away
By the bitter cold
And the boy who nothing left to say
Jack
the Microphone Nut's loose
And you're wonderin' how the fuck did
This madman get cut loose?
From 25 consecutive 25-to-life bids
For murderin' up some fuckin' white
Waving the white and black flag
I say jack while flipping tiles telling Vanna to grab her night bag
Fortunes change instantly
When the spin lands on love
Brizzy Brizzy
Yeah I'm Nino Brown but them niggas call me Brizzy Brizzy
Got the best white so the boys in blue busy
Uh heart pause when they take that hit
jumped up all ablaze
They say this year rock is comin' back jack
White gnashing teeth like wolves in a pack
Carnivorous, no mercy hon'
There's plenty
to catch the shade, Preacher jump up all ablaze.
â??They say this year rock is coming back, Jack.
White gnashing teeth like wolves in the pack.
myself]
Look at the herbs..
[Im all by myself]
Look at these birds..
[Im all by myself]
Busted up & chopped up and that's word..
[Im all by myself]
come like I beep 'em
Tried to jack, stepped up and got popped
Cause I'm takin out scum like "Robocop"
Twistin off rhymes in a lyrical knot
The temporary,
California, Here I Come
Written by Joseph Meyer, Al Jolson and Buddy G. De Sylva
Jack was sittin poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal
serious
And from that what I just got is this bum crack head
Dumb wack just had to come jack Eminem
Then hit 'em up for his entire existence and then
Turned
Ice ice, ice ice
If you talkin' packs
I'm talkin' price, price
I got china white
I got that rice, rice
Task force on us
That's the vice, vice
Jack
Action man, sell my note to Jack the lad
Going to school and my lunch
Got packed with xans
Lot's of green, little bit of white
Pakistan that's
Wake your punk ass up for the
Two double oh five brother
Young Money, the future
Hot boy in the building
Rock hard, hard rock hard body
Got it in
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
people down like they usually do
Ain't time to be puttin' up with this bullshit
When imma go 100 on my own rap shit
Uh All White G from Bristol City
All up
the burner
This my album man, I hope y'all listening
I hope you woke up this morning and you played this song
And by the end of it, you knew exactly what you
on the ground
And the icy fingers of old Jack Frost
Closed Tightly all around
Notes:
Very occasionally throughout the centuries, London has been gripped by such
Jibbs into the building
The cars is Plush
(Yeah boii)
Ain't chu that beatsta wit that big boii truck
(Yeah boii)
Ain't chu that one wit money
flight
has all but been diminished
time to jack the rent up and evacuate the tenants
equality is harder than saying it in a sentence
takes a lot
Like a God I reached a new tier
A broken culture is what we fear
While the white man stands and cheer
We reached a new year
This is mere agony
Stop
no cap
It's trap, I'm back, we on the map
Nike hoodie by Cactus Jack
The real ones give me dap
The real ones feel my raps
Real ones got my back
Had
Guess it's not so obvious when we've grown up, in a graveyard,
The union jacks' bastard child.
But this highway is stained,
Yes, this highway is stained
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