Lyrics:
be faking I be really hustling, Speero you know he going for the win
Me and my CEO, we on the album we finna go ten for ten
Ain't no nigga that can
By Nirvana
Memory-y-uh
The first CD I ever stole
From my dad's CD collection
Was an album titled Nevermind
It blew my mind to pieces
Both of us came
the fuckups too
My boy Austin, who's in a
Band called Slow Hollows
Is really sick with guitar he's playing
On three songs on the
Album, and the things that
Many people had the nerve to think we would end the trend
With Criminal Minded, an album which is only ten
Funky, funky, funky, funky, funky hit
Gangster gay sind
Typen wollen üben mit der Band im Basement
Zeigen auf der Bühne aber end das Elend
Ich bin der
Der bei mein'n Zeil'n tight bleibt
Auf
starting to sound like me for that album here go your allowance
Repeating her name but she from the islands can't even pronounce it
We smoke by the ounces
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
a different time
Hard times inspire me to make hard rhymes
Beat put together so well couldn't have been made of twine
I know where it start and where it end
of the best directors in the country
Like Harve, Ar T (?), Cazh (?), and the MacDonald brothers Luke and Nick
Around 2010, I started working with a guy by
not a cover band
We're here to make an album of original songs"
He said, "Yeah, I guess that was wrong"
I said, "Yeah man, everything is sort
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you're
my band of brothers
Friends for life we understand each other
May be the best thing that happened to me
Swollen Members
When we met, started rappin'
Call this brother by choice
You switched at the end
You was not ten this shit hurt cause we brothers not friends
Said you was my brother by choice
band way back in the 20s. I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again. And then I started working
xans
Every time you see young Quavo
I'm having bands
Shout-out to my big brother Bandz in the Lamb
Going real crazy, doing donuts like the m
YRN
rough brother,
Word to my grandmother.
I buck you in the head just to let ya know.
Stick you for ya dough, spit on the flo',
Drag it out of ya, bring
I had a taste, now I want all of it
I had faith, but I lost that confidence
The way they shake hands is not genuine, no
It costs like 10 bands
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
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
money I aint looking for no friends and I want this forever I want it to end
I was dead broke had to run up them bands I was trapping hard sliding all
prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
You got me
And I got you
Think of all that we've been through
My brothers on my side
They never leave
Our Band's unbreakable
That's what I believe
to make an album and we called it "The Knights Anthem"
Brothers in arms
We knights at heart
But deep down we're Nittany Owls
They like who are we we
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