Lyrics:
dapped 'cuz of my vernacular
Slapping 'em like my mother's flick of the wrist with a spatula
Flick of the wrist quicker than Peter Parker, spectacular
Got
Father to only my chemistry
Raised by a single mother
Only child no brothers
Stayed inside under covers
Rope tied round my curtain rail for comfort
Saw
Klay Thompson
Plug got a big chin Joe Swanson
I'm picking drugs like cotton
I got the blues like I'm Robert Johnson
10 zips I ain't talking October
I'm
to live it all
For suckers that shitted on me
And bitches that didn't call
And niggas that doubted, hated
Plotted my town fall but never got it
I made it,
a game of chess, and I'm headed for your queen
Now my stomach and my thighs
What a head is in between (ew)
And she wetter than a stream, I drink
And every night I'll thank holy Mother Mary
I am a keeper
Oh, I am a keeper baby
I am a keeper
Long stem roses, standing in a vase by my bed
Standing tall
a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw
in the spirit
I can get it, I can do it
LA, hell yeah, let me get it for the bay
For the M to the D, to the NYC
This is how we do it
'bout to kick this
table for one
Party of thousands of people I don't know at Delilah where my ex-husband works
I'm sick of this, but can I come home now?
Mother to no
to October 95
Get mother nothing less than five bullets then tell her die inside
Ever since my birth her life's been nothing but a curse from a person
Older
my boy?
Did anyone say anything to you?
Have you been hurt?
When consoled by his mother, Dhruva's grief increased.
Why is my father so unloving,
Crying for hope and my mother lean on to me
Swear to god i could vision myself being somebody
Instead, i dreamed about being a gangster like Jon Gotti
Pray
All the lives that were stolen from us
Somebody's Mother - Like my mama
Someone's little girl - If you touch her Blue
Then it's all over
Somebody's
Live, Li-li-li-li-
Live from the Garden
Run The Jewels live at the Garden
Lickin' off shots and we aim for the darkness
Make it get hot for
And check my mail like the grades on a new rough draft
Ha last night i had a threesome
Me myself and I for one reason
New year new life time to live it up
these are my
(...pub house blues)
Pub house blues
Shake it.
That's how it goes.
*yut!*
Lemme break it down for you now.
You see?
Everywhere
cround
outside the Jeep
Bad bitches love October 31st, it's a slutty Halloween
If she a slut, then tell me what she'll do for me
Bitches on my dick, cause they
thought I was trying to play fly
'Cause I had a pair of blue jeans on
Young girl, won't you take my order?
She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm sorta
thought I was trying to play fly
'Cause I had a pair of blue jeans on
Young girl, won't you take my order?
She said, "Yeah, but right now I'm sorta
the only life she couldn't save
A grave she can't replace
A name she can't erase
Always reminded by her mother's features in her face
My mom was fifteen
though it never stops
A mother’s son dead
Was killed by some kids popped
Shots, they back and forth
Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light
No idols,
destiny destroyer ( burn by fire),
Destiny delayer oo( burn by fire)
From my father's side (burn by fire)
From my mother's side( burn by fire)
From were we
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo dragon
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(What's your name?) Marshall
(Who's your da- your daddy?) I don't have one
My mother reproduced like a Komodo
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