Lyrics:
the last days, cash made
Mirrors on the ceiling with a bad babe
Same age but niggas be having mad grays
Million Man March with real niggas never last
Everything I do I make it look easy
Said can you do this I said easy peasy
I do it fast and I do it discreetly
It makes em wonder Now I feel I'm
the windows, just so I could breathe
Can't believe you just actually did this to me
I'm going 'bout a hundred, mascara runnin'
Laughing out of anger, but it
can buy the bitch a ring every day
Stop this rap shit, turn to a mob any day
Bossman, I could get homie dropped any day
I'll slap the shit out Donald
tellin' you
You gotta fight, man) Got this way?
(Yeah blood) You gotta move in peace
(Just peace, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's real, the stress) Peace
to a figure
This shit will be filler
The lyrical killer
You better consider the consequences
Don't proceed on this mission or prepare to be changed by
to a figure
This shit will be filler
The lyrical killer
You better consider the consequences
Don't proceed on this mission or prepare to be changed by
fly,no wings*puppet ass niggas yall need strings*i see haters droppin subliminals on this facebook shit*pussy niggas be on they period facebook bitches*and
degree
I learned to live life fast
(Woooo! Woooo! Woooo! Woooo)
So I can count very large amounts of cash
With Kurupt, Tha Pound and Daz
I'm Nasty, Nas be
As I walk through these trenches
I shall Fear no evil
You can't understand my pain
If you ain't one my people
This clip onna the side on my hip
mean to do
This is for real, for real, for real (no)
Oprah Winfrey whole segment, for real, for real (no)
20/20, Barbara Walters, for real, for real
man
Take the devil by his hand
Show ‘em the ropes
Dust off ya feet if you can
You not a diligent man
Not being as real as you can
What is ya plan
Honda Civic flow was tryna stick and jive
Thought you'd be up for the ride (You wasn't)
Or be my passenger be right by my side (You wasn't)
Never
I have no doubt he murdered you laura!
You were all I had
And I can't believe you're gone!
Where is Walter? He's the only one
You and I can count
Microphone check 1 2
Ain't nobody coming like I'm coming
When I Come through
So get ready,I'm the I'm the real deal
And you can see what I'm saying
Even
tight
Trying to be cool but this shit got me hot
If we need some money we link at the see spot
If I got the sauce tell me why would I stop
My mind is
Doing their smash hit "Mona Lisa"
You know, like the picture?
Anyway, I'd like to take this time out
To bow before his divine majesty
Oh, your
Doing their smash hit "Mona Lisa"
You know, like the picture?
Anyway, I'd like to take this time out
To bow before his divine majesty
Oh, your
I’m Catholic Cool
Performed by
E. Walter Smith featuring The ICC Choir & Friends
Chorus
I’m cool 6x I’m Catholic
I’m cool 4x I’m Catholic
get aways
Spray the whole place and skirt
As quick as we can, we does our dirt
Whoever gets hurt, that's business
So please don't take this personal
for free
Nigga no this pussy not cheap
And if he still wanted to talk she'd pretend to be sleep and say
Can I get a little peace and quiet
Lately these
me
Can't see blinded by fear
Watch me conquer everything that's near
Speak life not death and the ride real smooth
Gotta stay in the zone to execute
Dance on this hoe like you makng a thriller
For my family that's when ima killer
Do u not get it I'm ma real nigga
It only get ugly when y'all act like
devotion
If you have a dream
You gotta be alive
Don’t aim yourself with a gun like Larry Walters
This is never easy
But you have to fight
Life’s gonna fuck
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