Lyrics:
of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
Don't you stop the music, oh no,
(We're in the middle of the makin's
of the makin's of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
Don't you stop the music, oh no,
(We're in the middle of the makin's
And get captured; enraptured
Master blaster
Take me to my knees in rapture
Don't shatter, just splatter
And get captured; enraptured
If you wanna use me
the middle of the makin's
Of the master blaster jammin')
Would be jammin' until the break of dawn
We're jammin, jammin, jammin' jam oh
You ask me am I happy
be grimy, you stink like a musk, no nigga
Know they gon' miss me when I'm gone, ain't for no back-whens, look
(They gon' lie, they gon' lie)
Miss
to take a loss (she went bad on me, y'all)
Damn, it hurts to take a loss
Time passes by, I'm asking, "Why?"
You match my fly, no cap, no lie
Trophy,
gonna run quick
Don't know what to say um
Damn I got it in the bag
Try to lap me
You don't want it bad bad
You just wanna trap see
I don't get to sleep
changing, actin’ new
I might be gone but I’m still gunnin’ and I’m coming back for you
I’m a fighter, born in fire, molded by a blaster
And a dark master,
got new diamonds, the chain, they choke
Watch too sick, man, my wrist got Ebola (sick)
You don't want smoke, you got asthma (smoke)
Slide in
the 4th of July
Once, twice, three times
The guy I ever thought I would meet, so
Don't say you're over me
When we both know that you lie
If you lie
to someone
it's sorry this and forgive me that and I'm not worthy. What
are you doing now!?
ARTHUR: I'm averting my eyes, oh Lord.
GOD: Well, don't. It's
the street
With a ghetto blaster radio
Can you hear me? I’m rolling up rolling on
I’m rollin’ down the street
With a ghetto blaster radio
Can you hear me? I’m
Doing it Solo don't even doubt me
In my new city, you know where the clouds be
Yoda taught me this, I'll show it proudly
Know that this is not a lie
Hell
the price
Got Ed Hardy on my jeans you know I don't lie
Got Ksubi, yeah on my tee you know I don't lie
I'm a grailed warrior, jugging lil kids on the gram
Pop
was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home
In the clearing stands a boxer
And a fighter by his trade
drop
Then blow me like a fan
Then she say please don't stop
False prophets lie
Look up to the sky
All I see in HD and fiber optic
Five star generals 30
Buying all the ice I don't care who the seller is
You know I'm selling it
And getting hella lit
I got the check and the tip
Trust me I'll clean up real
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
shine (gonna shine)
You fuckin' with us, that's a lie (yeah)
I got me a little cheese baby, so come and play
Daddy'll pay the cab, maybe stay for
You're all (lie together, cry together)
I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together)
To get by
You're all (lie together, cry together)
Women Lie, men lie,
Women Lie, men lie,
Women Lie, men lie,
Numbers don't lie,
Women Lie, men lie,
Women Lie, men lie,
Say what you want but
you fear the truth
They're right, screaming inside
"Boy, you tried, but you can't lie to me"
(You can't lie, you can't lie to me)
You can't lie to me
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