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Written By D.I.O.
In the ATL I f***** my girl to some Aaliyah
N***** be tryna be me why the f*** would I wanna be ya
You n
the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get
songs on my album
Like "Day Doesn't Die" and "Inner Ninja"
Which became my biggest song I ever did
There's actually a lotta guys over the years
All night, every day, soups been keeping me awake
Toss n turn, my ass burns, not even lentil, not even one ton
Got me more disappointed than watching
bleeding
Rodney J began to pray
His momma lost her life that day
Had been a year, it wasn't clear
If he was safe or screamin'
As he jabbed the bible flap
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N
that hot, shaking ale
And say "free young struggle" who's not making bail
He got popped by the feds
Fuck the cops! Take an L
Fuck it take M-N
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
me self and
Look weh it do
Days and night me put in no me nuh idle
So tell the youth dem low the rifle!
Still a hail Rasta and mummy have
even pressed tho
Bank account looking like pesto
Full of green ah ha what a dream
A lot of n****s die
Just to live above their means
I aint ever seen
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
were to kidnap you right now?
Um okay I'll take
Green Day's American Idiot
Andrew Bird's Are You Serious
Rage Against the Machine Battle of Los Angeles
the photo album
You remember all the good old days? K Swiss and Polo down
And Mama had to put the down payment by herself
And nobody even tried to help,
the fiberglass
I classify your last album
As weakass cyber trash
I've amassed so many bodies I
Keep bags by the bags
Right or wrong I'm willing to live
Or die by
trust
But keep a weapon in the Bible
He said what it look like Joe
He was puffing on a green leaf
In a foreign with the cream seats
Matter of fact it was
See the apprentice is making miracles
The ceiling is rising this it is biblical
They asking where you been at that album finished y'all
I keep you
to the Michael's
I go psycho balance everything like a tightrope
Unaware a nigga got a hype flow
Y'all just talk on your iPhone I do fashion walk by the eiffel
I put
signed a deal?
(Would you still fuck with me, if I ain’t signed a deal?)
These n****s don’t know my pain and they envy me
I told my father, I’ma get it by
Hotspot
Any day now, dear IRS
I know, take your time
One week ago I created a new DeviantArt account as the Prophet Obblonge, and by the end of today
Will
Shit get real, in a second
Dark nights, gunfights, shit and piss on the subway
He can lose his life in a eerie minute of one day
Live my whole
the time of day
I am getting this shit by any means and any type of way
Still my love been on a lockdown I will let it hibernate
We been rolling for some
letters you're teaching are LSD
Were your badly made scribbles
All drafted by children
Too vastly illiterate to handle your gimmick?
Like Galactus
I'll
Only letters you’re teaching are LSD
Were your badly made scribbles
All drafted by children
Too vastly illiterate to handle your gimmick?
Like Galactus
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