Lyrics:
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
F-your
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
Fuck your
instead, I make bread, in my bed yeah
I might die tonight, I might die tomorrow
Least my money right, I don't need to borrow
You don't know bout my life, so
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause
know how I shit it
It's why I rep it thorough for all the fans who stay committed
Busta, now you've been gettin' it in since way back when
So what
down my halls and constantly be reminded
By pictures, all on my walls and I couldn't sleep at night 'cause
That image burned in my brain of you on that
Swanson
New York's youngest Bumpy Johnson, I put fear in y'all heads
Sheek Louch, type of nigga gasoline y'all beds
And that's warnin', if you alive in
head
For disrespecting the kid soon
As the sun rise the gun rise wake
Up with the biscuit in your
Mouth that's called breakfast in bed you
Can't mess
Song Title: Lifted
by Royale Weatherspoon aka Royale Michael
Lyrics
[Hook]
I keep my head up to God
And my back against the odds
Aye look I'm bouta
pop it off
Your manna will fly into the sky like EasyJet
Cause I'm back in my zone again, it's mental
Listening to the same instrumental
Staying up so
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
the mushroom head of his dick
He still gon' go back to thme hoes cause in his heart he a trick
And yo bank account lookin' low
My pimpin' is straight lookin'
Yo
You'd think after all these years of being clean I'd get my feelings back
Right? So why it don't feel like that
It's like God built my heart
now, not when I'm gone
Frisco shit, I'm still at home
When my daughter leaves, I'mma feel alone
I'm back in the streets where the killers roam
Still
visit's because it would become
The topic of my day and by the
Time we spoke later that day
The argument was so amplified in my head
That I couldn’t wait
the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was
killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I
couldn't even bring
the back room ima put it in her crack
I don’t want the B why you keep coughing on my d
Took her head off is you sick
I had to stop her nah I don’t want no
aim at the head
Hasta luego, we put em to rest
See the serpent I step on its neck
See the opps and we keep em in check
Pray to God before i'm in my bed
head, gettin' hella dank
I drop my top when it's hot and sunny
So how you talk shit when you ain't havin' no money
I set trends in the rap game bitch
I ain’t jealous
I ain’t selfish
Taking one for the team
She in love with a skater boy
No Avril Lavigne
And I’m stuck in my head
While we laying in
3 chainz, owww
Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards
And skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what just happened
Fingers
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
brooms in my head made me see clear
Bout the things I had to change
The malice in my brain
Putting a 20 ton cap all over my rage
And I thank you for
.jpg/200px-Loretta_Lynn_SXSW_2016_-8842_(33197871691).jpg "Loretta Lynn")
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