Lyrics:
the Dynasty by being one of the realest niggas out
Way beyond a Reasonable Doubt (Y'all can't fill my shoes)
From my Blueprint beginnings 'til that Black
Hey what is up guys, it's your boy Johny here, and welcome to
My new album, Positive Optimus
So, it is currently 11:53 PM right now, December 31st,
have
Therefore, I sound nothing like you
I get listens by doing just what I do
I feel entitled to go and get the title
I fuck with streams and yeah, I
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
I'm drunk
Ten in the morning I'm drunk
Got champagne overflowing my cup
Two bad bitches straight gassed blowing skunk
Cops by the door my nigga watchu
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
Flooring all yawl with a bit o' tongue twista
Missed her? I'm here coming with full strength
Proving how it hangs can't be judged by the length
Hit strong
get by, we get crunk, we spit fire, we got pumps
We get high, we get drunk, we got heat for ya'll punks
Can't find you layin', my fam is not playin'
Intro]
This one goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
where playa hatin killers
a big booty, let me see you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
When the Twista get her in
a big booty, let me see you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, drop it to the flo'
Are you worthy of fuckin' with a (p-pimp like me)
When the Twista get her in
ballin' so hard that my
Name fill the whole roster
I can never go to jail 'cause
Boy I own a law firm
Bitch, I got that twista in my swisha
This the shit
Big Daddy Kane catch a vibe/
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was Raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
Prodigy, Guru,
I'm in the trap by myself im a loner
Run up on me you a goner
Grew up on da block serve on da corner
I got dem thangs you want em Don't Cha, Don't Cha,
I can spit just what you want
I can spit just what you need
Knowledge over greed
Get it in with Bobby Gore
Rock on a beat by his seed
Let me proceed
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
Now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they wanted trap, thought they wanted bass
Thought
'Arryis..'Arry 'Arrisssizzzz and Paul
Duh..Duh..Duh..Di'Anno. Chart position 18 it got to, that was released on 26th of April 1982. And it was off
of the album
start this album, I would like you to know
I don't condone any of the following
Brutal harming of others, unless if followed by the code of Hammurabi
meant for this performing
Why
Alright welcome to the album
I realize that maybe I should start by saying I was born may 10, 1999
Just in case you're
masturbatin?
Mascaradin' as the most murderous madman militia
My nigga Twista told me
Monopolize, strategize, maximize, make money to win
With career sinners
znajdują
Się w urnie
Wielu po dotknięciu mica powinien
Tu razić prąd bo myślą
Że lanie wody wystarczy by mieć flow
Chcą nawijać jak Twista, ale daremny ich
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
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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