Lyrics:
clothes like Bill Bixby
Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty
Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky
Spark the izm, my expertism, is
need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
You muthafuckas programmed by the programmers
That's why you gettin' locked up by
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum is
yourself
We got a whole 60 thou' & that shit raising by itself
I know numbers ain't shit but I'm saying that it helps
Its all about perception when you
Im the king
And i just got to my throne
Leave me alone
So high up
I feel on my own
But i got that
Metal wit me
Swear i love my whole city
But
friend)
It's gonna be, it's meant to be
Just notice me and channel me
(I want to have you in my life I'll not pretend)
It's gonna be, it's meant to be
Just
at
Ghostwriters hit the deck
When ya boi got a tech
Where the fuck is Africa-Bamabata at
We need to take it back, fuck Viacom
Clear Clear Channel and Radio One
think it feel to be a Simmons
Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving
People wanna know why I ain't on my brother's label
If I did this whole rap game be
carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
repping it
No one was there I was down bad and desperate
Underground King brodie rest in peace pimp c
Bitch I got juice like im minute maid simply
I come
your channel, anymore
Whose bad idea is it to broadcast SpongeBob for four hours in the night
I'm really wonderin' that you could survive until now
a tiger by the toe wit a tic and a tac (attack)
Fool me one time then we runnin it back
Aimin at your neck like da head of an axe
This is not a channel for
You're by yourself
But it's my touch you felt
I'm not a ghost from Hell
But, I've got a spell on you
You should be watching me
You should feel threatened
goin' on in your parents' bedrooms
Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just let loose
But can't, but it's cool for Tom Green to hump a dead moose
"My bum
In a way I feel stuck
So much fake love and
The hatred
What a shame man it sucks
I don't pay that shit much
My attention stays up
Imma Heru
Nothin
die?!
Judging books by covers you could die scary
Man the truth is that it ain't in Libraries
That's why I keep a cross like Stephon Marbury
Man these
Myself
Myself
Yeah yeah
I can't see
How hard I try
I can't see it
And when I
Look around
Myself
Myself
Yeah yeah
I know's by your
Grace i survive
giving em out
Your dreams I keep on living em out
Keep living em out
I feel like the king of Jersey City bitch and I ain't scared to say it
If you disagree
Dreaming
Like Nicki Minaj you do yo job you be Queenin
I really want you by my side all the time I Be Feenin
I Hate it when you gotta go but love watching
play for keeps
Today I hit the gym but I'm flexing two times a week
After that go get wit king tubby and kick my feet
I don't got the time but you steady
for the taking
She put it down for the king she made the right decision
My bitch she a peng she from Bolivia
That's a little fact, I tell you that's
against me, I'm undefeated, ho
I know he got sick, I hope it's something treatable
Only stole money for pills, when I needed those
Smart crime by the way,
Queen City USA I do my thing fellow,
Without the bling, Hello
Ayoo I'm drinving slowowww
Ch-ch Checkin out the flowowww
King tubby Dub style on my
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