Lyrics:
thought you knew the lyrics by now
Motherfucker so high in the clouds
Coming down right before the angel's sound
Is a little to loud for me now
Cuz I ain't
Getting jaded
Butterfingers
Day by day
Diggin' deep, deep shores
Mating Season
Of reality
Up in
lyrics
The clouds hiding from the sun
There goes
the sun is down, the police always run us down
'Til we get older and hustle, now they tryna gun us down
We just tryin' to make a livin' off of what we've
on the microphone
and play like E.T. and phone your black ass ho-wome
Yo Sauce, if you're down with the groo-hoove
Get on the mic and won't ya show and prove
They keep asking who I am like they don't know my name
Lyrics to hard to understand but this deep rooted pain
My name I with double p's and you can
a beat on my phone
But i feel in the zone and i'm eager to grow
So i lay down lyrics on the beat for the show
They say you are what you eat but i don't
forget
Lyric what has been done yeah
to your brother
what has been done yeah
Liedertexte to your own
somehow the sunlight will come down to your home
head
Woah!
Time to make these lyrics alive
I'm 'bouta wreak havoc, gonna transcend
Woah!
I'm in my bag yo
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me start by saying,
got metaphysical lyrics that are glistenin'
And the people who know what's up, are locked up, shut up and shot up
They tried to keep us down, but by
Great John on the beat, by the way
Live by the gun, you die by the judge, nigga
Shooter get, shooter get shot
Yeah, you know that? Huh? yeah
hustle dog, greenhouse ins and outs
Hustler by nature homie, up and down survived droughts
Avoided getting dimed out in the system on time out
My life is
these racks in benihana
Verse
Thiamilly (Lyrics)
Bust down on your neck
Always stay on deck
Love a nigga like me
Throw a bill
Blowing no check
It is not about lyrics anymore
It's about a hot beat and a catchy hook
If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it, then so be it
'Cause nowadays
Check, check, check, yo, we here M-I-S-S-O-U-R-I
For sure, we gon' hold that down for St. Louis no doubt
My nigga Kyjuan gon' kick this shit out
turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're
trampled, caught flashin'
Wrap him in the maskin' tape, Jimmy Baskin
Murder was the case when the crowd break fool
Iron Mic Duel, held down by
as a weapon
Missiles i'm shooting at em
By them i mean the fake things coming my way
I won't lose the fort. No not today
I will hold it down if i die trying
your third I’m giving sight to the blind
These devils wanna burn my house down I rebuke
I’m sitting by the door plotting war I’m the spook
These schools
ready to go
And now I got lyrics that heat like the skillet
The one that you cook on (Handle that)
I'm down here at Cookman with nothing to cook on
So ima
his tongue
Lyrics by KRS-One
DUCK! Sucker MC's DUCK!
BO! Duck down!
Sucker MC's duck!
DUCK! Sucker MC's Duck down!
I don't battle to lose
written on an album sleeve
She can tell you who's hot
Who will make it and who will not
She loves to hear the music
She's got every lyric down
She loves
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep
the lyrics someone lent
Stuffed with all these pretty words
But you had no idea what they meant
But people were thrilled by your elegant monotone voice
By
Lyrics I've been writing down
Fearing who will I turn into now
Its a battleground
Weapons are my sound
Rats sniffing like a hound
Trying to keep us cats
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