Lyrics:
Bring that beat back
That's what's up
[verse 2]
Feedback from truly
Freedblacks
Gotta think outta this
Box of hard knocks
Lined em up at fort knox
To die
and WB
Who 'Yes Massa' on TV
What ever happened to Wheezy? The Red Fox's?
Never got Emmy's but were real to me
Let's hear it
Two for the spooks who do
and four chords repeated
Completed by a relatable lyrical concept about an ex or something
This isn't for the masses
It's for the
musically analytical
So
Of the last chance
To restore the endangered
Without hidden agendas
Wouldn't that be splenda
Take it up on the TV
Stickin' 'em up while the CDC
Distracted by
haters hating
I'm 3rd degree say I'm to gutta homie 4 T.V.
I'm who these white folks don't want they kids 2 see
But I'm the new owners of these fucking
Produced by: Skeyez Beats
Skit Vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded by: 瑞
Mixed/Mastered by: 瑞/郭子翊
PlanZ’s Voicemail:
More Vision, break a leg, boy
Stevv
from album two
To bring this record home, we need one more genius breakthrough
So now enjoy as we autotune that fart ten times for you!
that you watching up on tv
It's not who you start with it's who fucking finishing
Like I told you in the album it ain't a sprint bitch
I'm here just
don't mind
It takes a lotta spine
To build all them young minds
Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time
Album what? we just makin' one
Now I'm a shredded beast
And I'm green.
Over by the hospital where I found your car.
Chevron Cavalinsky
is fine.
Saw the ad on TV,
I know where we need
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
and the cameras get to snapping
And they try to make you out as a lie
Symbolic because you were just trying to please them
by using logic and reason
It's a lose
If you’re not paying close attention
Dove Cameron might convince you that she
Can be in two places at once
In the past six years, the 23-year-old
Catch me chillin' in Miami
With 2 Puerto Rican Mami "YEAH"
Bitch I'm bout to win a grammy "WIN IT"
Bitch I'm bout to win the grammy "WIN IT"
Bitch I'm
two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix
Try to stop it but you can't do it (haha)
A whole generation of kids blowin' out their fuckin'
Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: Sittin Pretty
Written By: Erik Roberts, Kode Knazze
Produced by: Kace The Producer
Recorded:
2
I spit wit every breath I ain't wasting an ounce, I got some albums and mixtapes I can't wait to announce,.. got more words I wanna rap I can't
a fighter jet, I got my target locked, stealth mode til I pop
Turn on my TV (yeah), engage my tunnel vision (that's right)
Chasing that horizon whether
him
And Big on TV man
Them boys still down? Organized
Goin' through changes
All I know is that Big here, Dre gone
Moved on (Scratched) All I know that
different eyes 2 different point of views
I just mind my business and get the loot
Mama say you gon be on TV one day I just hope it ain't the news
Shit in
Artist/Band Jaheim
Song title Could It Be?
Album
Submitted by Terronald
Lyrics Huh, uh yeah
Bout to put it to 'em
With some ghetto slick shit, heh
I'm givin' it to you old school style, no album cover gimmicks,
No intros, no shout outs, nothin' but straight lyrics,
If you in your car buckle
3-1-2
Picture me on, picture me grown
Picture me social, but not on my phone
Picture these songs when I get in my zone
Picture me not doing this
niggas by the balls
See me comin', drop the drawers, stop and pause
Hear me bustas, better drop the charge
Mothafucka, i'm about to roar
Spittin'
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