Lyrics:
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
said before, you know
So why don't we just play pretend
Like we're not scared of what is coming next
Or scared of having nothing left?
Look, don't get
you on the phone last night
We live and die by pretty lies
You know it, oh, we both know it
These silver bullet cigarettes
This burning house, there's
some things, get it by any means
I disappear then reappear with a new scheme
I got fans now, I got fans down
Who can't wait till the album's out
I
the dominant
Your honor this, cut your mic, I'm in control of all of this
Welcome to the 2nd album where we find ourselves surrounded
By some people venomous
brighter than evеr
And I’m just showing you the way to him call me a reflector
Or rather a child of God no longer confused by frauds
A child, humbled by
to the Graduation albums Kanye made by himself
Man I'm the next one
Ain't no competition with me I'm the best son
You could think that you're superior that's your
handicapped, and still we're told there are some bonds that can't be broke
Fraud, lies by terrified escapists
Glass can shield the rain
With my head
Musician first tho
I could make like 8 different albums
No mistake create great lengths
Like great lakes and mountains,
Bedtime philosopher
I toss and turn
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
[Egoraptor:]
Hello, everyone!
I... am Egoraptor.
And welcome to the first album of
STARBOMB!
A holy-shit-amazing new band I created with these guys:
Mozart
Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him?
Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep
I'm bugged like
I heard your album and I don't believe a word of it
I think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like
Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't just want a piece I want my whole destiny
If you got it, I'm gone take it
If you're
But you can do the job when you're in town
Later on, we'll conspire as we dream by the fire
To face unafraid the plans that we've made
Walking in
rapper about to blow
But his album came, and it was not good
I think it went lead or double copper-wood
So the silly little fans, they were misled
By
was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees. He saw the old guitar first, held high, then
My name is soulz and you are about to experience
A mental spiral from a delirious mind
Bitch I'm serious
Before this album I was thinking of leaving
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
intubated and we're bagging him now
Uh, BP 90 over palp, patient is cool, pale, and diaphoretic
Has aspirated, uh, GSC is 3
Will update en route, ETA, ten
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
down in an old sweater
And shout, at the rest of the clowns that have done better
How is it they're fresher?
Their album sales spectacular
Didn't even go
feel sick every time I look in her eyes
I see her and all my energy dies
Once a year goes by then you're gonna see a surprise
When I am gone and I'm
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