Lyrics:
restart it
I got A Mural in my brain I try to re-paint
But no one regards it
Ok let me get started
I'm in the stu kinda late
I see the dark out
that's how you know it's been a good walk
And the lyrics on this album are wack, like, I've been having a hard time with the music shit, the flows are bad
Coming
You'll see that my mind is too fast for eyes
You're done in
By the time it's hit you, your last surprise
(Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Yo, I'm sick! Spit
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
I'm not gonna cry
I'm a Bad Boy killer, Jay-Z die too
Looking out for Mobb Deep: nigga, when I find you
Weak motherfuckers don't deserve to breathe
an alert, no more alerts
Wee-ooh, wee-ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Robert's the one who named this album
I have the money, with
I am the one who made this album
All
the album drop
Got no limit
Can't put me in a box
Got no heart it's a ice box
Got no time on my watch
For silly dumb ass lame hoes
I met a bad bitch she demon
It's not
So, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN
Love
Yeah
Ouuh
Ouuh
Ouuh
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Okay I'm back
Brand new album
Now in 2022
The fam is by my
Song: Goddess
Artist: Brim Spliffs aka Johnny Warren Jr
Album: ILLUMINATION
Hook
I done fucked around and hit a lick and got a Goddess
I’m so
monster
I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands
Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta
With a bad
Artist: Big Ham and Mick Fury
Song Title: The Depths
Album: Thoughts Of The Mind
Typed By: aaron.hamilton08@yahoo.com
(Rain Drops)
Big Ham:
As I
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
I'll get to my destination
I went thru the good & I went thru the bad
You can't break me down
Life be going up and down
Like a fucking roller-coaster
My money getting longer, but I'm remaining sad
They say that I'm going out bad
And
That I took an L in music then they all laugh
I drop a new album
seen that boy go out bad I can't be him
Won't catch me goin' out sad in no dms
Love me this week and forget by the weekend
If it ain't me nothing else
monster
I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands
Pull up in the monster, automobile gangsta
With a bad
Confused as hell but I'm getting my brains blown
head so bad and ass be so thick tho
I dont give a fuck bout it ima hit doe
Yall be hearing my album
her from the back
If not Sarah Jane can come give me brain and put them red lips on my sack.
Aww I been killin; it caz I've been gettin' bread
Hard
push others on their heels
By feeling supreme confidence in
Himself but no matter how tough
And hardened they become, hustlers usually
Face one daunting
yuhself dependant on stayin a hoe, but say fuck it cause it pays well’
I feel bad for the enclave’ of these sugar mommas finna get up on front pages’
Always come through clean show these little niggas how I do
You gotta bad little thing but she ain't gonna stop me from killing you
What happens when
Da da da da da da
Yea
Da da da
A toast to the bad guy
With bad bitchs the bad times el pass by
An da da da
Toast to a good man
Who did his best
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
the brothers representin' the Dirty Dozen
I be the F-R-O the double G
And check out the man, he goes by the name of er
Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady
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