Lyrics:
ahead and do this all night
I get checks so she give me no lip
Get this flex from a quick
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She on me when she see this
up my sleeves, up my sleeves, up my sleeves
Up my sleeves
Up my
I take my life like I kept it
Up my sleeves, never sounds like you meant it
Up
my paint change to blue
By the way my paint change to red, you would swear I'm claiming that too
Yeah they be banging that Whoo Kid, and be banging
know where you get junior vibes from, it's a sound clash run that
Come on, life over death not righteous but blessed
On the mic I'm perplexed like
sweat it?
I'm all into my music cause it's how I make papes
Tryin' to make hits, like Kid Capri makes tapes
Me sweat another? I do my own thing
Claiming you're a killer when
You a Christian cause it makes
You sound like an idiot
You need to tell these people
Who you really is that Philly kid
Who got
Fred: check Slim Shady do the mic kid
Eminem: I dont do black music I dont do white music
I make fight music for high school kids I put lives
at risk
the Player's Club
Guaranteein all wins like Broadway Joe
And if you ain't heard, act like you know
That the, beast from the East is comin for his piece of pie
for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry for you see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mary
Love now scream poses
: m YEEEEEEAH!
We
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
an attack on
You? Is it control? Why do you
Need to have control over my
Life? because we’re not together?
Then why? Is
This being rewarded and praised by
this 'Behind the Music'
With Lynard Skynard?"
And I say I don't know
Say, it's gettin' late, watcha wanna do for dinner?
She says "I kinda had a big
music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axe killer adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
music ballerinas
My music Sicily, rich California smell
An axe killer adventure, paint a picture well
I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin' on ginseng
a real good moment
The plane's landed by the pilot that flown it
I am not an idiot cause I'm trying to own it
Little kids look at me and say that you best
a real good moment
The plane's landed by the pilot that flown it
I am not an idiot cause I'm trying to own it
Little kids look at me and say that you best
a real good moment
The plane's landed by the pilot that flown it
I am not an idiot cause I'm trying to own it
Little kids look at me and say that you best
She's a music lover and you know thats for real
Don't try to even doubt it cause by now you do the deal
She's a music lover and there's nothing more
wreck
Unless your hands are wrapped around my neck and you're telling me
Let's just make margaritas in the bathroom
Nobody can tell us what to do
If
on this shit
Hey look I know you're gonna do another number with the band cause I know you got a recording session tonight
Back to my roots, playing
to the lord then I shall feel alright"
It feels to play a little music
Tears running down my face 'cause I love to do it
And no one can stop this flow from
Yo...
It starts in good fun
Life imitates life that's how we do it when we're young
A bunch of kids trying to figure out how to be done
With
hood (Miami Dade County)
Them boys will put you down on your knees (305)
Woop, woop (We The Best Music, stop playin' with 'em)
That's the sound
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