Lyrics:
Then I walked by a bedroom and it sounded like somebody was getting killed
I walked in on MGK holding a knife to Eminem's daughter
So I punched him in
Nelly Nelly
Im slammin' that ass
Kelly Kelly
Problem be
You speak to me
Ask who you be
Man I don't know
Problem go
Away you chose
Gon' end up in some
my ass smile
R. Kelly got beat up in jail, good for that pedophile
I'ma miss Donald Trump, can't front, he was funny
Obama gave us trap phones,
All I see is red, bleeding infrared beams
I'm breaking up my bread, hanging with a few fiends
I can see it in the stars, swirling in the tea leaves
Let us begin, what, where, why or when
Will all be explained like instructions to a game
See I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I
in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be -G
in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn't wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down be -G
the fuckin' Joker
(Yeah) Red rum in my glass pass me the gin
Weed smoke on that flyin' carpet you be fly claddin
Definition of a rapper the genuine G
Juicy J
Vielleicht will ich dann wieder in mein altes Life
Back to the basics, wie Skepta und Headie
Mach das iPhone aus und bin fly, wie R. Kelly
I'm the world's
machine gun kelly
Rest in peace 2pac, aka makaveli
He run the chamber for danger, can't understand why these strangers
Wanna ride with us killas, but they
"We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I leave without
try to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show,
to tell them, "We're all in this together!"
My album was raw because no-one would ever
Think like I think and do what I do
I stole the show, and then I
back, you're pissed
Keep running your mouth
I'll run in your house and kidnap your kids
Faith like Evans
I'm a survivor, pricks wanna send but get 187
By
guns in the party
Waves, braids, baldies
Trademarks to army
Is that Horse it must be
I heard he husky
Yeah, there go Jungle eyes red
Looking for trouble
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
from a project chick or one with crazy loot
Like Nia Long in a cherry thong with the lights on
Sippin Perignon with Kelly Price on
I pull out my
not the one, I represent His Son
The red letters in my hand were signed by royalty
The red letters in my hand are not just stories see
The red let us
for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's
not filming, but the red light
Is on, our name is big dick, fuck times here
We will be in rap history, our rap history
The orgy will show, he punish
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
like this, girl
Drop it like this, drop it like this, girl
Called her black Zack Morris, so she saved by the bell
Rest in peace to this beat, I'm
overlooked their stamp
Now their days are numbered, starting to shake like some jelly fishes
Few Red bulls got them making R. Kelly's wishes
Who is that dude
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