Lyrics:
time being patient
Goliath made the beat, but I'm feeling so blessed
That I'm really coming something like David
Let me tell you a little story 'bout Jai
that in the rhyme kit
But that shit came from sacrifice
Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen)
Yeah
Someway somehow, I
to back it up
Beat the pussy up if she really acting up
But after you back it up, bitch stop
Wap, wap, wap, drop, drop it like it's hot, bitch
Take a deep
beat it up late night, they call me David
Letterman
Not my fault that all I do is fucking win
Phone on DND if you are not my twin
All this water on my
A song called Highway Star, this one.
Nobody gonna beat my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground
Nobody gonna beat my car
It's gonna break
about the love affair but
This savant syndicate shit you getting baited by the pussy now you hooked like fish
What goes around comes around I know that
bitches sliding on me, but i dont even want em
Me and my homie eating n he dont got money, im gonna front em
5 days left my favorite album, dont think i can
splitter, put one in ya
To the woods to ? your body
Right ? by the two of ya, tie the noose knot tight
But my niggas ain't fuckin' the ?, tell 'em not to bang
Grew up off scraps that facts
All these cunts talk that but their passion slack
Tuck their nut sacks back cause the balls they lack
Beats, got raps,
wanna take a drive
Forget the highways
Backroads only
All by my lonely
The beats tryin to show me
Lyrics
A vision
A story
A mission
The purpose
I'm given
sign is
Gemini, but only one I
Look at the name
Bars like that are hard to come by
They coming up with bars as I write what I live
I really mean it when
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
seen it on signs where I've played
But the only time I know
I'll hear "David Allan Coe"
Is when Jesus has his final judgment day
So I'll hang around
and heartbreaks, they thought I wouldn’t make it
But how can I fail, my favourite album’s Graduation
I used to dream ‘bout dropping platinum albums
Now all we got is
chitchat
Over what my album's trying to get at
You got a punchline down pat
But missed the poem in the format
I'm no Doja, I'm hellcat
The new Manson
David Ruffin
Back again like walking on
The helicopter padding
And no work if we ain't taking budgets
Tough crowd but I'm cut from it
Can't stand you but
I been keepin’ it private but proud
Song just to let you know how I’m really comin’ on this album aye
I’m eatin’ over here nigga fuck around,
And have
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
[Cos.m.i.c]
Loop Troop 99' David vs. Goliath
CosM.I.C, Supreme, Promoe, DJ Embee
Check it out! (What?)
Hated by everyone
(There is no way that we
the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
cocky till gun a gun cocking
Thats enough watching from the sidelines, peeking my eye by
All I knew i had to jump in, I'll be a nice guy
Three albums in I
but something hard
A beat that could start a round of applause
His journey for the project, from blood sweat and tears
An album so great, every rapper
always what it seems
We dropped "Super Tight" a album full of killer flows
But then we got caught up with the drugs and the hoes
We didn't realize what
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