Lyrics:
those who say they are of GOD but really are of Satan (Satan)
I wrote a song about him, it'll be on the album, it's the next track
You should play it,
talk of mental
Illness on the album at one
Point in the track "Sunday, " you and
Frank Ocean rap in unison
"What good is West Coast weather if you
sure
That all you need is one visit, then you'll be cured
Cause in the game of rap I am the referee
When the others need help, they'll come to me
Like
am out to kill you and
I'll have a little fun
I am out to murder you, I'm going to attack
I am going to kill you
You're the monkey on my back
I wanna
firearms and one pound of marajuana
Apprehended by four US marshalls by the state of Washington
[C-Bo]
They thought it was over but it just started
And some
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
thirsty and they nodding and the be ?
They see me my actions
I cruise by in a Beemer just laughing
I let that rock and roll
I coping poppy's load
It
or Scot La Rock
But they can get bust
Get robbed, get dropped
I don't play around
Nor do I fuck around
And you can tell by the bodies that are
And yet I am vexed, for as you well know
The sorcerous emmisary I despatched to the Court of the Over-King
Has warned that the Vyrgothians may have
Look with all your peeps stop playing by the same rules
And then they go acting brand new the brand lose
It's cool I make those grown man moves
No
like I am a rock star
Cos you you make me feel like I am a rock star
This flashing rings are calling but your shades will block them out
They'll burn
a rhino pill ready to get my rocks off
My watch cost fifty bands and I still don't have time for you fuckboys, pussyclaat
The casualties you will suffer
Southside lil Kici
I showin em, Everybody got on they Nikes
And you know what everybody higher than a kite
Or they just leanin in they seat
Smokin swisha
to rock you)
Just let us rock, you!
Watch your girl and watch your wife
I got the kiss of death, to touch your life
Cause I am the man they call
wish upon a star
That sits atop my tree
To bring you back again
To bring you back to me
They say that all I want for Christmas is you
Oh no
What I
Lewinsky
I'll be right here in the thick, they can diss me
But they'll get flung like a frisbee
If what you chattin' is wet
Miss me, bitch, please
Erich
did to Christ with the sacrifice
Young Nations I was born to fight
Cry with the street children when they mourn at night
If I could I would give you my
to lose
I ought to start smacking niggas when it's nothing to do
They too big shoot them in the leg and even the odds
Cause you ain't hard
Unless you
'm a rebel
I'm a dog, I'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
On my personal Armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, I'm obsessed
I
'm a rebel
I'm a dog, I'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
On my personal armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, I'm obsessed
I
gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?
I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high
Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn't have
money just my love
That’s why I buy her moon rock sized diamonds
I wanna buy her ruby’s and islands
I said where’s you wanna go and she looked skywards
Over and over and over again
I just keep doing this trying to win
What am I doing they asking me when
The album come out
It got pushed back again
My
there
In 2005 I found cheap recording space and
Sang about the killing ground of Somalia:
"We begin our day by the way of the gun
You don't pay
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