Lyrics:
Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn
me
Cause I'm the best fighter
I fight for her everyday
Yeah I invite her
She lookin at me; she coming to my equator
She lookin at me; I said bay sea
there's so many L-R-P's
Lone Range Pimpin' jumpin' up on this track man you underdig?
We spit these L-R-P's and we do this damn thing, real tough like
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
what they say know they wait on my demise
Leo let 'em know I was born for this life
Been stuck up in the dark I'mma break out to the light
Through
before them.
For how long will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
*
For fucks sake where are we in all this?
We're
ya
i waited for you all day just to here you say
someday we will be together
you made me have this funny feeling
i guess i just love
I just wanted to have a bite with her, or something
Didn't go get up on that show to fight with her, or nothing
It was Keyshia Cole, Eric Benã,
bought a ki' of dope
Watch a young nigga flip this
Straight independant, ain't nobody lendin'
Underground King Pin, title dependant
Master P or should I
that love is all That we need
See me as i see me when i r.i.p
If I went to hell would you come for me?
Or would you pray to god to Take off all your sins
ya
i waited for you all day just to here you say
someday we will be together
you made me have this funny feeling
i guess i just love
What you know about that smack to the head huh
Uce, this is that P.I Anthem
Who told you bout that little fight on the weekend
Dokz, cause of that
nauseous
And I fight my sins be cautious
Sakfifth don't care what the cost is
That night key died I lost it
All this work got me feeling exhausted
But i know
fight
Up in the kitchen wrist whippin' the white
This glock gonna' squirt like I'm yammin' her clit
Ten year olds killin', as real as it gets
Y'all be
fight
Up in the kitchen wrist whippin' the white
This glock gonna' squirt like I'm yammin' her clit
Ten year olds killin', as real as it gets
Y'all be
on those beats
This for my niggas back home
That love to stay in those streets
Get your money and stay alive
It's hard just to breathe my nigga
We tryna turn
your ass rolled over
By this 200 & 20 lb. 9th ward bulldozer
(mr. serv-on)
You bet it's me the only one to spell everything out
The nigga to snatch your
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
This is a public service announcement
Brought to you by the good people over at Dreamville Records
"And so my fellow Americans
Ask not what your
this song all the people having fun
Music is what I'm living for
If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
i-i'm like
Be like cole
Ride my music
To places i never known
If it's a thrill you need
Baby i could get you flown
So high
E.T
Would b-e
In my p-t
Fresh
anatomy
Now his body is limp
He had to pay for his sins
Being real is punishable by death
Jealousy gets the best
Of a nigga holding his tech
History repeats
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