Lyrics:
Sellin mixtapes to them albums from 30 to 50 thousand (wow)
It ain't no problem, I got it, my following got me (got me)
Long as I continue to spit poems
and the haters start watchin'
The DJ starts spinnin', the panties get the droppin'
For album number three, it goin' platinum's not an option
I'm back with Cool
not a lotta things
That impress me but this album definitely took me by the balls
And said look here, this sure is something serious
Futuristic, he
Lovesick and on the mend
Heaven and back again
Its not you thats by my side
Where did the summer go was it missing home
I thought we were alone at last it
the contradiction
Between America's reality and perhaps her
Selective vision of herself
Corruption just refers to fraudulent
Conduct by the powerful, which is
camille Paglia
The famous feminist writer, said
That I set women back by
Objectifying myself sexually "Oh", i
Thought, "so if you're a feminist
You don't
find, just us
It's comedy, it's hilarious
Look yourself in the mirror, tell me times ain't the scariest
For me droppin' album after album, like it's
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
baby
Check this shit out right here, uh
E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
the old Jay but I'm a back stabber
'Cause I un'd myself
I got better shit on albums I shelved than shit that you went platinum off
Too fly for my own
ain't looking back 'cause I'm moving up
Want me to back down but I ain't never gon' budge
I can't fumble when they watching, album only thing I'm dropping
your head {*BLAM*}
I got a special guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag dash, get 'em man!
Guess who's back in your building ya big pimping
guest for y'all
He go by the name of Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin? ya big pimpin
Your big disc got Drag Dash on, now come on,
fat
Everything I do they make it out a hashtag ( Hashtag )
Beats produce by Will and every song you gonna run it back
Son getting bigger one day might
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
This Hollywood Stel
Shit, got albums for free
And got albums for sale, ya
VBS on neck and wrist man I'm looking fly
Strap behind my Gucci
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head
Yea
Let's catch a vibe right now
Turnin' up like this could be the damn last time
Looking back, I swear I should be dead by now
Looking back, I
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
Oh You drop a new album… Guess who don't give a fuck
And your Last one went platinum… Guess who don't give a fuck
And you Number one streaming… Guess
attacked in
Camouflage and from that, I got a hint of
The power of lyrics to encapsulate magic
Or to spread alarm
Now I have recorded three albums
A few days
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