Lyrics:
my timbs if I had a limp
And I only let you walk the half
Before I had to split
It's like the high before the fight go down
Your girl left you cuz you
Platform at da top when I get there so I can stay up
Up so high im seein the people dat I got prayed up
Vamp and make the cut when I bring blade up, straight
ain't gon' ruin me
I'm the only now that outdo me
I got hoes by the group tryna do me
My life like a movie, get head in the water
Don't gotta put in
high and mighty with all that muscle!"
Go ahead, boy. Pick up that hammer, and show me what you can do!"
He said to get a rusted spike and swing it down
Here by the sea and sand
Nothing ever goes as planned
I just couldn't face going home
It was just a drag on my own
They finally threw me out
My
do anything you hire me to."
Spoken:
"Now ain't you somethin'! So high and mighty with all that muscle! Just go
Ahead, boy. Pick up that hammer,
skies
Fish swim for hundreds of miles upstream
Never resting, until they die
Elk cross the Arctic by millions
Young ones keep up, if they're able
Homo
Catapult, gatling gun
Enriched uranium by the tonne
Cracking lightning through the sky
Fossil fuels make me high
Ancient forests feed the fire
Fuel injected
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disguised and surprise
You got a hole between your fuckin' eyes
Niggaz is grazed, catchin' strays from the blaze
Amazed by the ways I lays em down when
anything, you hire me to
Now ain't you somethin'
So high and mighty wif your muscles
Just go ahead, boy and pick up that hammer
Pick up the hammer
He said,
do anything you hire me to."
Spoken:
"Now ain't you somethin'! So high and mighty with all that muscle! Just go
Ahead, boy. Pick up that hammer,
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
You could go apeshit, fake prick
And take flicks with eight cliques, you still never posing a threat
If you gon' say something, say it then
My big
7. Time the roll up, the green mile, Tom Hanks
8. If people talk you to trouble, tell em no thanks
9. I'm on a different path, to success
10. I take
a nigga do to get by
Just make sure you gettin' by don't fuck with me gettin' mine
Ain't the first time he ran off, shoulda split his shit then
Hate
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Pop my shit, how many opps died today?
Like 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 (Ayy)
We get 'em gone (Clip) did that shit supplementary (Clip)
the head, missing ounces, zip code, eight miles
Suckers, think I got they package
But they still eating moo-moo, oink-oink
And fowl-fowl-fowl-fowl
booty wiggle, do a perfect split
She got the fattest ass, she got the perfect tits
I wanna get some head, come on work your lips
I'm high in the clouds
on turning and my DJ keeps on cutting.
My constant high on life combats stress and strife,
But there always comes a time when you must sacrifice
So my cells
Here by the sea and sand
Nothing ever goes as planned,
I just couldn't face going home
It was just a drag on my own.
They finally threw me out
some kids tryna make it out
Eight niggas in a little room with the music loud
At the edge of summer pushing fall bitch
Twenty Seventeen august
Dropped up
was like Eminem off of eight mile
In your shitty house writing rap songs
I use to run in niggas
House with the mac drawn
I guess you only need one mic
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
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