Lyrics:
style while you try and pile
A little million little hellions popping to a new album
With none of your older topics that's a challenge
And I'll bet you
Just me
Or am I right
Do it like the Beatles did
Tried to drop an album every month but I don't move that quick
Had to fall
To build what I'm moving
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
Broward but I rep the whole tri county
Always keep some real ones dawg and they gon die by me
You gotta make it different with a greater purpose
Make sure
the
Recording of this album!
I got it with this gift certificate I won at the save
The sea turtles marathon run dude!
Check it out! I wrote all of the lyrics
It's Antonym, you can call me Noise Beat lawyer
Cause I represent Sarajevo Noise Beat like a big employer
DOOMEDFROMTHESTART It's the biggest album
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
up and dump it,
Make sure you hit the flow!
All I need is a beat that's super bumpin'
In a chick with a face something like Letoya Lucket,
We both
homeboys put vogues on any car
With six by nine's smoking burners
Everybody got addicted to my dope fiend beat
Whole town fucked around and started
bring that up front if you want, I ain't fuckin around
Bring it on, I shut shit down
Now let me show you how to rock a beat properly
I'm cursed with
it'll break your back
With the beat so loud playing Too $hort raps
That's it, I'm set
No need to talk that bullshit
I need a, Oaktown, big time
Made that song with him in like 2 hours
But that ain't it, we just gettin started
Going hard making beats at night
You will learn that's how I fight
won them by a landslide
They come ends, get boyed then try to bill us
I don't beg friends, you can fly with no proppelers
They don't like man, but
I been paving it, paving it my own way
Clothing stained with some paint but shit it's okay
Got no pay, got no pay to get a gold chain
But I make, but
would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS
to some lofi and I start to feel invisible
People pass me by and I think life isn't so difficult
Listen to some beats and I realize I'm just so typical
Gotta go hard with it
Whole squad finna kill it
Album on the way
But real quick let me spit this
Real quick had to drop something
I got tired
in the back fucking like some pornstars (She do)
And hell with all these niggas you can’t see me by far (Where he at)
Choppa in the trunk lil nigga put
of online clout
Perfect people don't become perfect by putting other people down
Take a look
I made do with the hand I drew
Still blows my mind how much I've
get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch down then I'm off with the dough
I'm so hungry, I can't wait to eat
I ride
fact's
I'm like Wu-Tang infused with Nas when the beat is there to act
So switch it
(Yeah pablaww ha you don't fuck with the Harmo Records crew man)
One
To be frank, lately I'm unphased by these rap niggas
They can't operate at the same level we be at nigga
We got the sheets packed, the beat packs,
bastard style has just been stuck
By a sticker with a 'frigerator lickin'
What if how's about why would ever thought that
The napalm would bust your
Freeze my heart locked in a ice box minus 30 degrees
I'm on my sub zero shit I be letting it breeze
Just made my album in a week I did that shit with
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