Lyrics:
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
crisis that I'm in
Don't chime in
Front block like a line men
No longer co-sign it
Album two, you'll get what that line meant
Clearing shit up just like my
Ermstar on the Track
Up in the morning by 6
Not on the gram scrolling through pics
But I’m busy writing my album
Makin original shit like Netflix
heard about me
Got baddies from the IE way
Out to the Valley, oh
I know your game
You don't really care about these lames
You just try to flip it
opened
I never heard of them
They were good
You should check them out
I will not be listening
I was dying in anticipation
Waiting for my band
I really do
the RED Album dropped, yeah, I'm gettin' head still
In the club, lookin' past you niggas
These bitches gas them niggas, Drizzy, ask them niggas
You
heard nothing like me yet
Bring anyone I bet money, live will set
Your honey sticking like honey, nice and wet
Don't lie, you would like to be Ghetts
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to +Priesthood+
If you purchased this album from a store
Or you got a copy from
you had heard of it all
Portray you as a whore in every fabric of cloth
That’s fake of me I’m at fault cause you the one buy my clothes
Had problems
streets go
By tha name of plies have you heard of me.
[Verse 2]
Ever since me everybody claiming real most you niggas pussy
That's how I feel can be
talking hypocrites
Then I’m the first of them the worst of them
Should never be heard again
I do wrong repent then go hurt again
It says if you hate your
the whole beast coast
Coming for your skull
The karma gone catch up
The album sales won't
Just one up my collar gon' show
Hollaback when you get sixty
Stacks
through life so I put it in a song
You tell me that I can't sing so I'm proving you wrong
Up till 3 A.M. each night but it never feels too long
Each night,
motherhood
And we fall out of touch
In your absence I write songs again every day
Haunted by ghosts of the dope ass albums you would've made
Until two years
climbed all those spanish steps, you've heard of them no doubt
But rome has lost it's glory, I don't know what it's about
I wish you were here
(when
album (Ha ha ha)
The jokes on you jack (Ha ha ha) (Yeah)
We did it again (We did it again)
Take that (Ha ha ha) (Ah)
A'int shit changed but the loot
(Hey hey)
This is a warning to those of you
Who have and have not
Heard my music before
(Love and no trust)
In this album I describe the way I feel
forgettable
If you slept on me that's very regrettable
Fuck is the rhetoric?
Raps like pussy, I will never go celibate
Raps like pussy, when I touch it I'm
to your indictment
Whether or not you like it, still, number one I hype it
Your album, rewrite it
How many MC's, wannabemceez
Never be MC's, cause
till I die
Met Jay, dropped on a album in a week
Without unsigned hype or battle of the beats
The first time niggas heard me spit it in the streets
I
the bottle
Pro-black I don't pick cotton out a aspirin bottle
Yeah I learned my lessons and heard y'all snitchin'
Witnessin' you rockin' with narcs
a murderer,
Half these niggas beefin' with me,
I never heard of them,
If I was the old me I would murder them
Matter fact, if I was the old me, I would
[Bridge: Lil Wayne]
Do you love this shit?
Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous?
Are you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
Two in their ass and one in their head
And bitch I ain't stopping 'till
I get this bread
I know that you heard me but do as I said
I'd rather be than
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