Lyrics:
A crack at the pen is worth two in the bush
I'll keep watching Twin Peaks till my brain is mush
Season two taking my surreal with some camp
If you
to boast
DJ HVNK
That last banger I just played for y’all is called Lazarus
And it’s on PANIC
A new album
By the 707
A young team on the come up
A group
right now
Chillin' by the border
Wearing my shades at night
Expensive shades, you bought me two
Going back to 82
I know I wasn't born that year
Album
ain't looking for a tutor, shit I don't need a guide
My rap career can die by suicide, that's mine to decide
Part one of the two, this bitch is divided
My
would you like...
Yo, she got a convertable Benz, yo
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo Craig, you buggin, man
Yo, let's make jam, but we're not talkin bout Benz
with a little 'Bump N Grind'
Now that's what my man say
Sometimes I lay in my bed, and I dream of bein' hand-fed
I made the jam, with my man, about
another Album, yeah she put it on her seasoning
The legs I put on my new stories I bet you never seen them
I bet you focused on new bitches and left out all
2 steps for them to catch up
They gonna have to buy new legs
I'm real deal y'all just bootleg
I'd rather have the blue strips before the blue check
Chorus: repeat 2X
Gotta be patient, gotta be calm
Just keep pacin, and move on
Verse One:
Yo gimme somma that - somma what? Somma that
over
12 shots
Rainstorm on sunny
Married to the game
Call me Al Bundy
Damn
Say that want beef
With a stick go ham
Keep 2 techs
In case on jam
2 year bid
[Chorus 1: Slush the Villain and Knightowl]
I need a nasty bitch(2)
Hoe, Hoe
I need a nasty bitch(2)
Ughh
Ha ha
(Uhh Uhh)
[Slush the Villain]
I
volcanic diarrhea
Got em acting sour as a
can of Lime-arita
You standing by the bleachers
While I'm making a play
I splatter you on the ground as if I'm
of a lie by a pagan
From the cadence, to the fragrance, to the patience
Salutations
My rider's chicken and eggs, who the the gammon on
I ain't eating no old
Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out
Giva fuck
[Sticky Fingaz]
This is AK-47, banana clip rap
Bloodstain your album cover before it get wrapped
of cardboard boxes that cats breakdance on
Vietnam vets with no legs that can't afford eggs
Begs dressed in rags rockin a bag full of dreads
[Chorus] 2X
[Uncle
of cardboard boxes that cats breakdance on
Vietnam vets with no legs that can't afford eggs
Begs dressed in rags rockin a bag full of dreads
[Chorus] 2X
[Uncle
You can tell I'm real, by lookin' in the ball of my eye.
I will get some cream from it, one day, your baby, and my baby.
Can my some dough on Teem
at least two hundred years
To stop the rush of blood
But even now, they march the streets
They claim to keep the peace
Fascists, protected by police
Will
at least two hundred years
To stop the rush of blood
But even now, they march the streets
They claim to keep the peace
Fascists, protected by police
Will
She drives hard through the doom gloom haze
Legs for days and bones of pearl
Her love hurtling down deaths highways
The hands of a killer,
Welcome to the 2017 BET Hip-Hop Awards Cypher
I go by the name of 6LACK and
I came with Little Simz, Mysonne
Axel Leon and the homie Tee Grizzley
Yo,
One mo’ chance? Nigga there ain’t no chance
Same goes for the hoes they get two mo’ (Shit)
Neck long so i call lil mama Kuzcoooo
I’ont ball out in
no answer
Dig deep for the calibre
Over the seas we charter
Says a lot about characters
I self manifest
Blood tears sweat, pearls and medallions
Change
and a fresh pearl necklace
Bitch so bad yeah she got my affection
Shawty wanna fuck so I brought protection
Got a strap on my side it's a smith and wesson
Put
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