Lyrics:
yo, go by the Jane Doe
Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho
You don't know, this is just half my potential
Check my credentials, come harder than
You gonna believe me now though
Tryin' to get up in your mind in your body your spirit
Take your soul
Come here girl
Let me creep in your
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
Aww yeah
Gametime
Gametime
I ain't here to lose
Man I'm in it for a ring
And I Gotta win by all means man
Yeah I want this bad
More than I wanna
Yo! The Marine Rapper wants to let the world to know
That he and his group of Military Musicians are here to destroy the competition
They're bringing
like Michigan
Ayy, look at what we livin' in, here we go with this again
I just keep on talkin', but I guess that you ain't listenin'
Rather run
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
imposters
Speak facts to heat tracks impactin' the genre
Need that feedback? I believe that's what the song's for
Not here to start static, just giving them
I gotta get use to this hoe
OUU OUU YEAAA
Bet i stamp her back to back
Bet she keep coming back
She like me on them tracks
I like me on them racks
Face Killah
My head up in the clouds got me higher than Godzilla
I used to have dreams of flying now that I'm up here
My dreams are causing everybody
step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter
step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard
Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter
maybe 5 years When I got me some mills and a crib By the sea
Hate me or love me it really don't Matter cuz Imma still get it, by any Means, by any means
in places where alcohol's for all ages
On stages, in great heights land in London at night
LAX today, MP tight
A 2000 Technique cha, cut and freak
Four years in the making
Might ramble here quite a bit
So take a seat, gather round
Welcome all to my shortlist
Of what I'm going through, I wanted
here
Time moves by quicker than I thought
Maybe I'll make a wish for the world to stop
I'd gain a moment
Oh I was future set my mind consumed
Done with
the mic from me
Run the track back
Riding four flats
When its all wrong
Where my mind at?
Get a kick start
By the dime bag
But ill cut back
Like
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
mommy, but I never raise a bitch bro
In the studio, cooking like it's Crisco
Ay, ay, ay, ay, we gotta cut all that for a sec
We done make room on the track
Something's in the water here
Something just ain't right
It's impossible to find a cure
I'm fighting for my life
But they don't wanna think about it
breathe in.
So if you wanna be the runaway and hide from the path, then there is something you should know by now my 'friend':
You will never hide from me,
the pain and cut it out
Sanctuary is ours
We took the virus out
We took the pain and cut it out
I lay here forever dreaming
I am feeling numb
We don't
pull us back.
The Devil.
The Devil's gonna try to cut the track.
Here come the next attack man. Here comes the next attack. See?
(Verse 2: Mondo)
I
ourselves)
I lost track where the fuck I'm at now
Gotta move on I don't give a fuck how
Gotta move on gotta move the fuck out
Prime cut steaks don't have
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