Lyrics:
motherfucking ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still living
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles for
conglomerates
He plans to hold a conference to introduce the microchip
But I got the contract to leave 'em stiff
They ordered to hit
[Chorus: x2]
A hit
BishBashBosh
While these people play around like tic tac toe
I tell em that my body doesn't fit on that cross
The youth are getting crucified
Holy son
Holy
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
marvelous exhibit, that spits shit
This a personal cold-hearted vendetta against
Every rapper out there cucking and making no sense
Blinded by the light, you
interest
I'm handling my business
Its crazy I'm building boards
With these pens like its Pinterest
Using my six senses
So I can show 'em what sense is
Wait
that two-door swervin', screamin', "Fuck 'em all" 'cause niggas switched
Just bet' not be lurkin' 'cause this .40 Glock gon' give 'em kiss
(Hey) uh
the mean time I'll give it a check up
[Chorus - 2X]
Hip-hop just died here's a warning
(somebody ring the alarm)
Hip=hop just died here's a warning
need a sign to come to your senses
My common sense don’t match up with incentives
I mastered baggage claiming
I’m amassing more consequences by
a muthafucka know
(Action speaks louder)
(Action speaks louder than words)
(Action speaks louder)
[Scarface]
Roll 'em up and I smoke 'em
Tried
find a way
To arise and and aprise
All the bitter frustration away
IF ITS MY CROSS TO BEAR
YEAH
THEN I BEAR IT WELL
HELL
LIFE AINT OFTEN FAIR
The gloom descends
On these whispered bits of nothing
Kept alive
By the faintest light
A rush of blood
Into parts undeserving
I arrive
Shielded by
Yea i know I'm by myself but just know i got det mmm mmm
Try to cross me i ain't going I'm a flip on homie
Mhm
Yea pa-k two times nigga
Big seven six
March of progress end hunchbacked in front the computer
Sooner or later it's gon' be two unrelated active shooters
Same place, same time
Great minds,
From the cradle to the casket
From the student to the master
I breathe I bleed whatever makes a champion
Gimme the ball
I'll go to war
Hit em hard
The fuck
They talking shit I'm throwing em to the wasteside
They can fall by the wasteside
Jealous ass bitches you can fall by the wasteside
Broke
that women are really the strongest human beings
But why do you make 'em so emotional, and other minor things
I guess it's your way of saying we gotta
a fond farewell
By the time I get to Memphis I'll be outta my shell
Cotton fields just as white as snow
Sweet magnolia blossoms grow
Big moon shinin'
worth your while, some say I'm the all time great
(Yo Yo) Well... I treat 'em like fleas on my collar
Pick 'em by the hour, cutie with big D's
the remission for all of our sins
When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra (sixth chakra)
He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2
And leave you places you ain pose to lay
I told em plenty times
Don’t cross the line
He smoked em anyway
These niggas really dying for sum dimes
But fuck it
wiggle or two
Oh but honey that was way before I met you
When you walk in baby love begins
When you walk by baby ooh my my
When you come around,
the players
As I speak to you now the captain
Has his cross hairs zeroed in on the oil rig
It looks to me like he's going to attack
By the way did you know that
Yea uh yea uh
They say that boy he unstoppable from the trenches I beat every obstacle
Oh you with em we knock off ya noggin 2 no remorse got to do
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