Lyrics:
Swing be the freakin' of the time
The spinning by the King's good for speaking of the mind
The 47 sessions gave the buzzes that I caught
They asked me
stand up, put your, put your hands up
I'm not the police I won't put you in handcuffs
Good Morning 2019, I thought this was the land of the free
I still
they were written in cursive
I have no opposition to putting artist in hearses
Murmur murder these niggas
Why his rhymes so coercive
We are tune.AMi,
the sound
They all doubted
But Yeah they fuck with me now
Where was you when I was down ?
We’re you there when momma had drama l
Ain’t no commas in bank
tipsy by double cups
Hashed it down with liquor
Got her whole body feeling quicker
Only lookin' good in that mirror
When putting on that filter
Scoring
Okay now just imagine that I'm at the top of the latter
Looking down at all the struggles I beat by climbing faster
I know I've had it up to here
Sometimes in the evenings I start to get that feeling
Like I'm empty inside
I know I'm doin' good now but tonight I'm headed downtown
Down by
drowning in silence hope I make it to land
Can't believe you abandoned me (I can't believe)
I can't believe
It was just you and I
Down and out by the beach
to come see you
Most definitely
Aight
See you in a few
You called me and told me pull up
So i got fresh and packed up my stuff
I got no time to play no
to catch a Chansey
Hard boiled eggs go
Put em in my tummyyy!
Was a nice guy now
I'm goin Ted Bundy
Now if you feelin down pick
Your head up sonny
Man up
spend the
rest of the week face down in the mud
Try not to shove a roll of duct tape up your nose while
taking your driver's test
LEO!
Now is
the waist and give him some good face
then tie him up while i run up in the safe
styrofoam cups everything is gettin yack
i make my niggas tattoo nicki on his
gon' be talkin to the strap, ay
These niggas no good, wanna get you hurt
Sometimes the closest ones, they do you worse, ohh
That's how it goes in these
on the town that is owned by the bank
By the hope, by the throat, by the angst
By the hoax that is cloaked in a rank
Pull up the people, pull up the stakes
I'm fucking with the lights out
Cause there's no one that I like now
No, there's no one in my life now
Got me thinking 'bout you right now
I'm
and That Mascotto got Me feeling mello
I feel good
You looking good
Where yo man at?
He in the hood?
He got you by yourself ?
I see you by yourself
I'm just
doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down south, aow!
Threw that back out, in
Direct ‘em down to the tombs below
Stoned with Bones in the catacombs crafting poems
clone in the chamber but no Macaulay Culkin, he choked
Ha-ha-ha-ha
No way out 'cause I'm already in it
I'm not attending when I do a show and get a ticket
Good business can clean millions, I got the vision
I
up thinking a tooth is missing
I probably remind you of Eminem. But not if you're Noticing me by race
I was comparing it to the way I loathe in
Toast up, toast down
Everything will Come around
Bailmains in the day light
Cruise ship on the bayside
Matter fact if you play right
Never mind cuz I
hopped in the pizzeria
It's all good 'cause I'm smoking aloe vera
Next Top Model give me brain like Neutrogena
Don't just tear up, won't scream Ike
I'm on the Thruway
My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way
Now I'm trying to hold my hammer up, and my pants too
If they don't kill me, they
hair
Feels good to smile don't it
Mona Lisa
Hurts so good inside
It eats ya
Up alive
Hide away behind a half smile
Stone by stone
Tear this building down
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