Lyrics:
revealed like you W. Fard
Some sheisty New York niggaz thirsty for chedda
You shinin' you get your jewels taken with your Hil' sweater
Keepin this rap
finesse
Jump out the house
Can't put my trust in a slut, hm
I gotta move with my gut
Can't have no bitch tryna set me up
Ride with the 9mm by my side, hm,
You are listening to the Brok!n Plates
Family hour
Welcome
To "i'm friends with dead people"
An album about dreams
An album life
And I uh
An album
em
If you want some soft i might even mail it
I got a rick ross nigga serving cellys
I just got a phone call from the plug
He said come through its
trying to keep my company with the girls who wanna keep me company
You know the ones who claim they over me but would much rather be under me
Is
Rick
She's like all you ever do is trap
Well baby I'm a trapper
If you really think that it's all cap
Then just go and check my stature
So forget about
ជាន់ត្រី តាំងពីនៅក្មេងវ័យ
Back to the flow
Back with the Draco
ស៊ីឆៅ like Commando
Back to the old day
Back with សេរីមេ
Back like i'm always K.O
I know, you
bubbling under I’m really becoming a problem
Riky Rick told me he can’t wait for the album
Oh shit I name dropped
Hell yeah I name dropped
You just mad that
This Time Next Year
WrittenÃ'Â by Babyface, David Foster,
Toni Braxton(2001 from the album Ã'"SnowflakesÃ'")
Performed by Toni Braxton
Verse 1
This
changes, I made to deal with doubts
But when you on a different path, you gotta take a different route
I know my destination, amazing graces
Gracious for
blind us
Define where the lines are
Do not let your silence imply you're alright with the type of agenda they try to prescribe us
Admire, inspired by
got started I ain't finished who told you I was done
Collins Ave in a backy love the way it hit my lungs ugh yea ugh yea
Imma monster with no Inc that
my message
The message, oh those messages
I'd give anything back just to be with you
By now you should have gotten my message
Did it get to you, get
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
Mark G man you know what the fuck going on
Free my niggas free jp man
Damier attire (Yeah nigga)
Couple hundred on my brother commissary tell em
deserve it
Slick, Slick Rick is you learning?
You niggas happy with a slice, I just want the whole cake
I was dropping bare P's, I was running from
that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better
turned they back, so I got it by my VLONE
VLONE drip
VLONE kicks
COMME des GARÇONS
Mix the BAPE with the Ricks
I was taught to get a bag and to never
[Chorus:]
I'm hot nigga, it's my turn I wouldn't touch me 'cause my hand might burn
I'm cold you already know you can go by wat you heard
I fell in love with you watching Casablanca
Back row of the drive in show in the flickering light
Popcorn and cokes beneath the stars
Became
the things we used to do
You were rubbish in that
Don't start that with me on this album
Why did you do it like that, that time
For start to finish there
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
You know what I'm sayin?
So what's the magic word?
Open Sesame, and let down the main gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should wait
I roll with a posse,
snickers with no nuts no satisfaction.
I hustle and flow, mighta been by my cheese since I was knee high.
Weed what you need, hit me I'ma drop off
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