Lyrics:
Youngin' wit' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it
Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit about it
And back then I thought I'd be defined by how
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
Intro:
Yeah yeah yeah
Woe woe woe
They know
They know
Hook:
Ten toes down
(Ten toes down)
Ten toes down
(Ten toes down)
Ten toes down
(Ten toes
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
that?
BEN
(In the darkness BRIAN just makes out an emaciated figure, suspended on the
wall, with his feet off the ground, by chains round his wrists.
tried to tell 'em
I just hope pretty soon that somebody smell 'em
My lyrics get deeper and deeper
Mack 10, twelve gauge, Tec-9 plus a Street Sweeper
Někdy nechápu jak můžu být Tak vyrepovany
Ze svym skurvenym zivotem jsem davno vyrovnany
Už asi tak 10. album nepočítám a pořád jsem tak prázdný
Jak
Riding through the 9-1-4 totin' Mac-10
And by Mac-10, I'm talking bout my mouth then
These lyrics just like bullets
How I shoot you in your ass, friend
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
sweat from my balls,
If I drop anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody ridin big,
I just sit back like: Look what I did.
Den I bow
build a case
I'm high as fuck man inhalin' it beatin' on my chest like Tarzan
Hold it fo' ten
Five lucky to be alive
I only got one mo' album to do
it's funny how things change, funny how time fly
More than my feet travel, the more that I feel fly
More that I make now, the more that the chicks smile
in music
Over the last decade
WEST: I wasn't even nominated for Best
Album this year this year
I only got two nominations
By the Grammys: for
Best Rap
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Hip pop, they tap dance to sell a mil
While real emcees with skills don't got a deal
It's industry conspiracy to make us savage
I Need It (prod. by Cormill)
(Chorus)
I just keep feinin & feinin (& feinin x2)
I need it I need it
My money is blue I’ve been eatin’
I gotta get
they won't
stop it
Though it's just my dad's mum and la mama de la mama'
Played your mum my album and she's like "T come on
by!"
And I'll come
I'm in beast mode
Any King l'ma dethrone
You a pond I'm a sea storm
Stepping up to me
Get your feet blown
You wouldn't last a sleep in my peace zone
I
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
10 tens, two feet, one me
10 toes, two feet, one me
Everything's everything, all day, every day
10 toes, two feet, one me
But, don't get it twisted
Reporting live from Hawaii with my girl
I brought sand to the beach
Working on vacay in the booth, sand on my feet
I'm from the ground up like
If I drop another album I did that for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody riding big
I just sit back like look what I did
Then I bow my head and beg for
High Wycombe, England, grew up and died in Buckinghamshire, England by miraculous assumption C. AD14/17 where he is known as Infant at the age recorded
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