Lyrics:
said, "You're a monster!"
Yeah, that's how I feel
To be down, you must appeal
To the crew, we're rated R
O.C., OG, Bobby Johnson son
Ask me
I remember Bahamadia told me once, when she was rollin' around with Guru
That he rolled up on this wack MC and said,
"You cannot test the lyrical
I remember Bahamadia told me once, when she was rollin' around with Guru
That he rolled up on this wack MC and said,
"You cannot test the lyrical
the passenger seat
Pack on repeat but they know to never pass it to me
Packing a piece, bro told me go and pass it to him
Like oh they jumped who? That won’t
satisfaction.
Pumping out albums like reverend run is pumping out children; here's another one
Catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland.
I'm bound to be
Dru Hill and a little more ill
(Hey Keith, we want you to be ill)
Leave me alone, leave me alone!
(Politics, politics..)
Leave me alone, leave
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
the world they just don't understand
My man Nas Escobar, Wu-Tang Clan
Keith Murray to the Redman, down south Da Brat
My people are you with me where
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
sheet and bars
Drag rappers by they wife beater
Drama King told me "Drag
Go stupid" so Imma go stupid
Made this fitted cap a drop top
Almost mini couped
wanna beef with niggas
Casue nowadays niggas shoot and tell
Me and Keith at KOP
Doing the Money Dance in Blue Mendel
Bitches like you look so good
That if
don't wanna go hide no more (hide no more, hide no more)
You don't wanna go court, have to lie no more (lie no more, lie no more)
(Tay Keith, what
listenin' to this project
If you, if you know me, go ahead and DM me right now
Let me know what you think of the album
Go ahead, text me, let me know
I
a vibe
Album on the way, Getwright, staying offline
Bright lights, I know they gon' see me
I do shit, make these niggas wanna be me
I'm the type, when I
Lyin' About The Blues
Words: Dennis Johnson, Music: Jeff Walker, Steve Turner and Chris Cawte
This song was never recorded by us, but ended up
like a bitch, get smacked by your pimp
Your steelo's undercover, corny on the real brother
Keep that mop down, just like your album sound
You flop,
the public
No acting for reaction like trump blowing his trumpet
No puppeteer strings king mansa of my republic
Hov taught me you gotta spoon fed the wisdom
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
to a jam
Cause everything I'm not made
Me everything I am
Inspired by the likes of Yeezy
Keith Haring Lil Weezy
Jean-Michel Basquiat to Jeezy
Banksy
That brother's hot like curry, one love to Keith Murray
Rappers like Craig Mack quench my thirst for comedy
I'd love to hang with Red Man but I ain't
a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will
Artist : UwerMine
Album Title : Single
Track Title : Get It
Track No : 1
Riding with my brims low,
I ain't going fast on the streets
When I turn
Im Mikey B don't mess with me
Crazy Motherfucker from the NPT
This is my solo LP
So I got to do a rap about my home city
It might sound crazy my
I just come off the hip, I'm rough
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah
It's 'posed to be free yo dawg 'til the day he make it home
Correct me
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