Lyrics:
happens, thank God I had him
Asking why the fuck he ever came
In the first place with them cameras rolling in action
Escaped it, face it, it's too late,
the phony' call em Adam aye
He be corny as Nebraska
So Whys it cool act dumb
This shit Russian roulette
How bout someone grab the magnum and blast one
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
and then you pass
Nigga, Till we passing out
There ain't no other path
Baby why you just standing there
Come a little closer
Ill put some weed on your mouth
boy grit, this that Jason Kidd
Bring it home to my brothers, I'm the fucking kid
I just gotta give y'all the heat first
Dry shit, no reverb
The illest
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
people to buy
Well how's this for a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
to do it, tell me why
I had to do it, tell me why
I had to do it, tell me why
My brother was into it
Ooh what's this? Verse 2? Friends know that's new,
and ask why ours be better
Could be the iron mask or the Cosby sweater
Yes, you, who's screwed by the dude on the CD, nude (we need food!)
loyal, I die for my brothers, I'm raps Abel
I'm torn from the cloths of the Gods, defeating all the odds
You fake rap niggas y'all the facade
Y
back was on the teacher
I was the class clown
Crying out for help to all my brothers
They ain't know that sound
Next time y'all talk bad on me
I'm gone
homebase, Compton."
Lend me a mutherfuckin' ear.
So I can tell you why
Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the home base.
With a steady pace on the face
If you couldn't tell
I-
I hate my brother
He's so good
He's so nice
He smiles at everyone
Doesn't he see how wrong they all are
cnd that's why I'm here
brother's dead
You crazy, another Dirty prank to get the family cranked
Y'all niggas shouldn't play like that, I know how you feel
Lord, but it's real,
Teach our sons
What if you're walking with your lady where There's cars passing by
I'll stay closer to the street so she ain't likely To die
What if y
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
been counting me out
People been counting me out
Count me out
I want to thank y’all
For taking the time
To check out the album
I appreciate all of my
helped 'em in the past
I gotta ask y'all a honest question:
I mean, I'm beyond honored by this warm reception
But since you got respect and an obvious
things that's forever, my lady
We can make war or make babies
Back when I was nothin'
You made a brother feel like he was somethin'
That's why I'm with
and do my 60 minutes
Pushing that independence
Good weed is all I need
That TGA2 shit gon' get y'all
Where y'all need to be (y'all need to be)
I see
limpiar el cuarto! Disculpe!
You the reason why mama and them leavin'
No, you ain't shit, you say you love them
I know you don't mean it
I know you're
brothers sheets
LSD
Make you fall in love w me
But I can't love I'll have to let u be
I lost my heart to B
I see y'all smoochin on ya B A E's
While I'm
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
Government of the people
For the people
By the people
Earlier today a Broward County appellate court judge has
Upheld the previous ruling
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