Lyrics:
Yeah, uh, yeah
I did this album off pages ripped out my diary
Confessions and hard lessons, killers confide in me (yeah, yeah)
I hear the deuce
Da da da da, da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da
Da da da da, da da da da, da da da da
Aiyyo tha Alkies set
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
homeboys put vogues on any car
With 6 by 9's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dopefiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started smoking D
the great divide, and a white man stiff and still,
Lying there by his lonesome self, and I figured it must be Bill.
So I thought of the contract I'd made
feeling
Gonna last
You'd think that I'd be moving on by now
You'd think I wouldn't be hanging around
I've built up all these walls around me
Locked
I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
Yo
Don't compare yourself to Droog, dude, you suck
You'd probably think I'm rich with the tunes I construct
Made enough to buy a few constructs
to the toolbox
Soul'd out like a shoe box
Iron out the wrinkles now the crew is hot
I ain’t doing no favors
Used to give tapers out in Wyo nigga
Now people just
riding with firearms cocked
Fire bomb box, set up by your mom's block
Go off on time, 'cause it's wired by alarm clock
I get his legs, you grab him by
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
invitin' me to rhyme"
"The open mic...the open mic...at night the open mic be invitin' me to rhyme"
"Open m-mic, I bring out that box to the shit."
"At
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
the red
I have a team that needs to be fed
So my album better be all set
Set set set set
If it flops well
I pray I try again
If it's hot then I pray I try
Bro (Bro)
The NEON iCON album, are you serious?
It finally came out today
Are you serious bro? (What? What?)
Bro, crank the windows down, I'm about
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
the mid-1970s sitting on the table. Count Chocula is on the cover and his name is written in the same font as is on the cereal box, but in red ink. The album
and MC's roll
But the albums they make never go gold
When I was young, I knew I'd be one of the best
Every time I made a song it came out so fresh
I was
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
smoking D
Every rap I ever made was about this town
I made seven whole albums with no James Brown
And even though I love his music, I just can't stand
with Google, IMDB, YouTube, Renoir's NANA, and Once Upon A Time by Lagerfeld. I'm left with Grandmother's photo box: Kjell sitting there in ballet shoes.
They love playing who to blame when the plan fail
The easiest way to lose is not plan well
I'm just trynna find peace in my life now
I made album
a set
It's only 'cause I've been at work, chained to my desk
I've been stressed - about my talent and capacity
And if this new album could compare to lost
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