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Hate-mongers, repent! Let me set it straight!
I'm the heavyweight, like long lines in front of a Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers!
Potna.
Chorus
the boss, when I'm up in the lime light
My lyrical energy is the best for this industry
When I'm on gripping a mic like Craig G for the symphony
A single
by the bag
Hustle often, drop it
Got em all in coffins
Bitch, I'm a beast
I don't gotta pretend
I wanna fuck it up
Imma come with the
Crew that's full
your bitch, nigga what?
You getting stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck
Truck jewels, cruising in the Land, pumping "Cash Rules"
Last crew
your bitch, nigga what?
You getting stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck
Truck jewels, cruising in the Land, pumping "Cash Rules"
Last crew
your bitch, nigga what?
You getting stuck, my trigger finger's itchy as a fuck
Truck jewels, cruising in the Land, pumping "Cash Rules"
Last crew
slaying so ima ring bells
Got me out here saying hello like Adele
Catch the beat one handed so call me Odell
Come and meet me in my office cuz ima excel
Put
see-O, ya can't stops me
Now tell me is there anybody else
Before I put my AK back on the shelf
Cause I put in work like Job Corps
Niggas talk shit
I'm gonna spin your head like a ceiling fan
With curvature abnormal
Go in on your arsehole raw till you've had your fill
Waging war till full time's
isn't my day
Y'all can dub and hurt me
But I'm fueled by God's tender love and mercy
Devil tryna work me
But I pop up in the scene, chocolate car,
The U.C. Andromeda emerged from the event horizon minutes after Locke took the plunge into the black hole. The spacecraft and its crew were in perfect
it and lock
And cross with the caution of centuries soon cropped
It's a David - Goliath in our world full of riots
A single misstep sends a backlash
stunts, and drinkin' brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For disregarding what is
one-on-one
Ain't nothin' else to do, she wanna cum for fun
I'm by myself, hop, run, no one
Nigga she want me like Givenchy
In a presendential suite, nigga,
instigated that situation
With Tammy got David kicked out
Suckers tryin' figure my angle,
Puzzled by my shuffle icky wood in the bangles
Adjust my wing rudders
clout
Never sold out
Denting the game before sundown
My passion ain't for the sale
Too far deep for the bail
Took me by the neck and put me in a trance
bill hicks
An absurd guy with a blurred third eye
Hit by a strong grade lie
Life is one long wave goodbye
It's the sin in me that enables the vision
and quiet
See David... what would you do without me
AAAH
Not long ago I got some news that put me in a bad mood
Without warning, next thing I felt my hands
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
on the J
Only problem is the car she in this Man is acting strange
Bae I don't feel safe she fed me rage
Cuz all I heard was my favorite girl in pain
I left
yes sir, she was trill
Plus she had a pocket full of colorful pills
Puttin' heat through yo whole crew flannel
Cookin' them chickens put me on tha Food
counting blood money
That I rob from your man in the land of milk and honey
You can't do me none son when I smoke my Meth
I feel no pain, no death, so
and become even wiser
And let those who understand receive guidance
By exploring the depth of meaning in these
Proverbs, parables, wise sayings, and riddles
"One two, testing one two
Alright party people in the place to be
The party has already started
An-an-an-and it's about to il-il-il-ill"
Let me
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