Lyrics:
, oh no
Saw you had glow down oh no
Oh no, oh no, oh no!
Stacking my chips, I'm feeling real fresh, my sandals are Visvim (woah)
Trying to be slick,
Now, the paint is peeling
(Hum drum days and hum drum ways)
Now, and when the chips are down
(Hum drum days and hum drum ways)
Now, you kinda lose
Now, the paint is peeling
(hum drum days and hum drum ways)
Now, and when the chips are down
(hum drum days and hum drum ways)
Now, you kinda lose
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
Not all scars are visible
Stop looking so closely now
You can remove your spectacles
Keep asking why i look so miserable
Cus i'm feelin like i got no
here to set things right!
Got a chip on my shoulder, I'm the prick you can't ignore!
Ain't confined by your sick words, no, not anymore!
I'll chew you
bear on these jokers when I use my claws
My tomato juice dripping Cuz I bring the sauce
Nice
Coca Cola and Hot Drinks Its pretty Ironic how we mix With
Think it is when it ain't all peaches and cream
That's why some are found floating face down in the main stream
They swan divin'
As if they name be
cannot sleep til the sun is up
Back on the wall and my chips are down
I'm trana move up to better stuff
Life, I be moving in hella rush
I'm only sane when
in my mix
Only rolling wit the crew we getting lit up on the strip
I don't dig her energy that dip all on her chip
Ima Kick her to the curb an homie
walk around and I try to hide
Cause your eyes
They are telling me good by
I drive my car
Hear the radio
Playing songs
That go around and around in my
and lose my soul
(No I don't wanna lose, I don't wanna lose my soul)
Lord forgive us when we get consumed by the things of this world
That fight for our
She was a prom queen, taking the world by storm
I felt like James Dean with her on my arm
The night was a free ride, lit by the moon
I prayed from
six cardinal colors:
Yellow, red, orange, green, blue, and purple
And there are 3, 000 shades
And if you take these 3, 000
Shades and divide them by 6
and lose my soul
(No I don't wanna lose, I don't wanna lose my soul)
Lord forgive us when we get consumed by the things of this world
That fight for our
Dam, H-Star's the one wrote this
Words are razor sharp
But barz smooth as 16 petaled roses
Fake bitch ass haters stackin chips on my shoulders
On the mic
down, you sound new, you sound you
And it's wow too, and the sounds proof
When I'm in the booth Imma live in the soundproof
If you step to me doubtin' me
We are live
First energy Stadium down here in Cleveland
cnd I'm standing right here in the Dog Pound and is getting rowdy
I'm not talking about
brother Sam know who I really am
But my dam never break even when I'm under pressure
Free Will Forever call me Dean Winchester
Yea enigma in this world
Breaking off a piece of me, yeah
Then I send it off to Ben and Reed, yeah
Mix it down and make it clean, yeah
Pussy rappers they can take a seat
proper,
did dirt, did West cause I clown coppers (yeah).
Do hip-hop, rap, compose 'em most, I couldn't see me,
mad advanced and my skills are all about
to wake em up
I got myself up out the gutta and I made a promise I ain't never going back
Surrounded by a couple real niggas who was down to ride so we
the picture like Picasso
We make it happen when these niggas start rapping
Who this, captain?
Stick out your hand, you gets no dap and
I got the Razor, got
'm feeling serene
My girl a scholar
That makes me a dean
Turn down my collar
I'm looking pristine
Jah is our father
We have what we need
Which art in heaven
I
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