Lyrics:
Rusty sword I'll still slay the beast
Kill the beat too double homicide
Don't look too long don't wanna melt your eyes
Gotta see it to believe it
Homie
Whattup people
This is NOE, Baltimore Beast man
Dipset, Byrdgang
Jim Jones, waddup, Max B, Jha, waddup
It's not a game man
I feel like man, I had
here to help no Casey Jones
Instead I tally body counts like its Ovechkin making goals
And it will not take me nearly as long to take the gold
I'll
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
graves (R.I.P)
Long live my lost ones they too young in age (Foreal)
I'm dealing wit this pain, it put me in a daze
Dreamchasin cuz you know me, Carlton
call on my gal,
Now remember, old pal,
When you get back home.
(Repeat Refrain)
""Life's A Funny Proposition After All
Music and Lyrics by George M.
the Hell's Kitchen Nasir Jones
With some of Kweli's pros
That's widely spoke of and held
In regard by most
Of whom I would care about their opinion
You
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
bones
Taking shots back listening to George Jones
If drinking dont kill me its on
But if it don’t kill me it’s gone
And ima make this Friday real long
with the Stones
Once He even opened up a three-way package
In Southern California for old George Jones
[Chorus]
The years went by like sweet
Boys know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
One night as the winds whispered eerie tales
And the stars danced to and fro
I dreamt of the land
Where my forefathers trod
In those times of long
and napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling's absent, my wheels are massive,
loud
Cause the music plays all, night, long
All of my favorites in one long song
There's Horton and Houston, Jones and Jerry Lee
Play those country
cars big stars like it's rock and roll
Let's rock and roll
Dip-set, this is Jim Jones man capo status
Santana Killa, the don the album coming March
Stack O' Dollars Trk 14 2:53
Sleepy John Estes
(James Estes)
Sleepy John Estes - guitar & vocal
With: Noah Lewis - harmonica
Jab Jones - piano & Yank
home! Ahahaha! Ah oh, why do I want to go home? Oh I don't
know, I've been in here so long, oh I'm stuck to the chair and all that kind of good stuff...
very high for a really long time
Just to see what
That was like when I recorded
The bulk of the album
I got so skinny because I was
Smoking weed
and Bourbon, blended Jack and George Jones
But I'm numb to the drink, instead I'm drunk on country songs
Verse:
Bartender pours a round of hard knocks, sipping
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Lil John
Ah, ayy
Ugh, huh
Suh, shuh
Jones, Jooo
Bitches
Too much all of that goddamn shit, player
Just ballin'
I'm so tired of ballin',
The cold hard truth
You were running wild too long
Walk through this world with me
How beautiful heaven must be
Rolling thru my city
Feeling so
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Shit, tired of gettin' shot at
Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested
Niggas need a spot where we can kick it
A spot where we belong,
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