Lyrics:
Say I won't go drop a double album, and rap double time on all dub-step
Got no producers, just me rockin' over beatboxin' by Dougie Fresh
Say I won't
I wanted to give all of my fans something extra
Because this album was so special to me
And it came so effortlessly
After I finished the film
really blame you? (Who can really blame you?)
We're the ones who made you
Ahem, back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
album, best song, how you spin that?
The best part is that they love Chance
But our fans are the same
You should fuck with your man
And I wonder what
attention
And not to mention you look like you're on a pension
You look like that ronald MC Donald and MC hammer
And by your heavy breathing I can tell you
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
Did a hundred thousand
the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse
Me with other crews in my city
Cause I am the hardest
Album, es sollte die Szene killen
Keine Swingerparty, doch es kamen wenig Singles
Mein Rap-Style ist vielleicht wirklich sehr kindisch
Doch die Taschen
just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
acquired a team
Motivated by bad bitches and rockin' Supreme
Now the whole world wonders what's his next move
That all depends on what I feel that I need
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
took a hiatus and wrote a novel, motherfucker
I got more verses than the Holy Bible, motherfucker
'Cause I'm sittin' on five unreleased albums
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch
Which is the cover to my first album, Under Pressure, shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family
All my
Prolly why promoters felt like we didn't deserve to get paid
We were loved by some hated by many
Years pass growing up now, we just met Benny
Fan base
don't even have a clue
I'm independent with twenty fans and I still probably know more than you
I don't even get paid to do what I love to do, I don't
OnlyFans (Tomu ver)
Moji fans majú fans, yes, baby
Tvoj obľúbený white boy, niečo jak Shady
Každý album masterpiece, nerobím šmejdy
Pusti si Playlist, Majky
meine Vision umzusetzen
Meine Hater wollen kotzen, meine Fans, sie wollen Mucke
Meine Gegner wollen Rache, meine Freunde wollen gönnen
Meine Feinde
a Corvette
Watch your boy blow up in front
Of your eyes: war vet
Give the fans nuttin' but fire
Now they want more of it
E'rybody want my album
It ain't in
Alright man so I gotta ask
Have you ever dealt with any stalkers?
Like fans that are stalkers? You
Know what I mean?
You'd be surprised bro I mean
nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why
at home
I got money-loads by the barrels
I even got a few fans that's crazy like DeNiro
I'm international money-maker, player hater
Shake up for
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