Lyrics:
Been stacking like frito lay, two duffel bags and a briefcase
Trying to count it by hand we be thumbing through them bands in the H
In the H, run it
watching you
Sick militant flow, like a carbine
Explicit with the lyrics
Watch me blow like a time bomb
Soldier of fortune, no time for the outcome
SPC,
[Yung Joc]
Let's see, the definition of a real nigga
Is about it by this motherfuckin' song right here
You know, it took two real niggas to collab
[Yung Joc]
Let's see, the definition of a real nigga
Is about it by this motherfuckin' song right here
You know, it took two real niggas to collab
[Yung Joc]
Let's see, the definition of a real nigga
Is about it by this motherfuckin' song right here
You know, it took two real niggas to collab
Im that man, drunken beats wiggle wobble
Like a lap dance, this could be your last chance
Make the snare pop, lyrics on point
Melodies hot, make
Make-up and mascara don't mask the filth underneath
S*** ain't deep, still don't go beneath the flows I beach
Fail the lyrics like the F-cat you gon have
Can't be, Stuck on this, Infinite
Let me, Utilize, New tech, Goodies
Short cutting, This working, Mission
So by Christmas, I'll be finished, And winning
pressing so called competition
I rip them with these lyrics to show them that I'm the illest
Haters coming out the woodwork by the dozen
I never trust them
An independent music project consisting of original spoken lyrics accompanied by an eclectic blend of lofi-neosoul and contemporary smooth jazz sentiments with
by the scrilla,
Neither of you can see the pain in my eyes, fuck a disguise,
I wear it on my shoulder like a bass,
Causin' casualties like M-A-S-H
We from the H home boy
Hustle Town Texas
A.K.A Screwston, O's and X's
And you plexas leavin in stretchers
Ya'll aint deep enough
you need to call up
Uh
H2, 26 inch shoes
Big boy toys, air traveller iceman shoes
Straight fool, look at the way that I wear my hair
Look at the pants
The F.A.H
You'll see why
Q.U
Double E.
N
Is the reason I must be myself
What else?
Well fame hasn't got me
Souped up
Selling out
Sloppy or poppy
and shoulders
I swear, cause these lyrics comin sharp like shear
So put my name up in your mouth, I double-dare you, yeah
[ CHORUS: J. Sands ]
Yeah, some MC's
h*e )
H*e olha só a p*ta do flow ( h*e )
Esse... ( hahahaha )
Xe, Aqui não tem diss para ninguém
Não tem lyrics para ninguém
Isso é apenas um
the decision was right
I want us both to live our best lifes
I dont think thats by each others side
I dont hope so
I am hopeful
That we
Will
Regrow now
the next day and start all again
Life ain't no game you just start and reset
Me knowing sh*t I had played by myself
Not carrying child I don't need no stress
to the C-H
clright
P to the S to the Y to the C-H
I sneeze, you bless, I ask “why you calling Jesus?”
Pleased with the jest? Pass by, don't greet him
the H-Town, H-Town Yeah we coming from the H-Town,H-Town
Yeah we coming from the H-Town,
Cause we coming from the H-Town,H-Town
Yeah nigga yeah
Took so many
My name is Esham
The you-N-H-O-L-why
My name is Esham
The you-N-H-O-L-why
My name is Esham
The you-N-H-O-L-why
My name is Esham
The you-N-H
[Music: H. Juhano. Lyrics: H. Juhano / D. Henriksson / N. Dahlin]
Waiting for something to come and fulfill my dreams.
By taking away the days from
Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child may not be cataclysmic
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth!
Senator Trible: Rather
crazy than a painting by Van Gogh
For me is not easy to go out of control
I'm just glowing out from the SHADOWS
JUST GLOWING OUT FROM THIS H*ES
For me
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