Lyrics:
it comes twelve o'clock
I turn into the demon beast, yo
Yo fuck that shit!
(Number two, the snake)
Yo, show these motherfuckers what time it is
Intro:
Heh, yeah. Aaight. Just count me up in here, aaight?
Yeah. Uhh. Uhh. Uhh.
Verse 1
First and foremost let's distinguish the boys from
one of a kind
You think you have full control of your mind?
Ha, fucking disgrace, i thought you learned through the time of this journey
It is all me
born day
Im 20, it's a blessing, yo
I woke up early on my born day, uh yea
I woke up early on my born day, yea, check
The riches under my soul is full
three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on yo' ass like an avalanche
A sole survivor
Learned to get high and pull drive-by's
Murder my foes, can't control my
Intro:
Hey yo,bitch
What the fuck do you meaning?
Drug city is my city
Yes i not walking with the Fendi
Dont give a fuck what they sain me
If they
me have to buy my hype too
Dealt with the big homie already, don't make me have to side by side you
'Nuff times he tried to hide behind you
Amnesia
[Intro]
Extraordinary
(New shit, Made Men)
The undisputed Made Men
[Verse One]
Ey yo
Retreat your betallion quick, before your time run out
(Nigga)
(Intro)
Fry em like bacon pigs in a blanket
Damn damn damn
Well look at these raggedy
Stinky BLM Antifa domestic terrorists
Are pigs
(Verse)
BLM
***Intro***
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
Testing 1, 2
Yo I’m just gonna say what’s on my heart right now you know?
***Verse #1***
I couldn’t
we was all alone
Young and immature the trend
She sent full body pics to my phone and I showed all my friends but
Time went by turned you into
Intro:
Check it. Pass it over here nigga, ha ha ha. Check it out, check it
out.
J-Ro:
Yo, my name is J-Ro, I'm from the 8-1-8,
Intro:
Yo, ah
Yes, ahey
Come on
Verse one:
I'm on a night train from Moscow to S:t Petersburg
Right outside the wall in the bleeding world
Where
Ready? A'ight
Look here Niggas, been a long time comin'
No more talk, fuck this intro shit
Start the music
This right here, yeah
Where the fuck,
Ah yeah, right about now Compton's in de mothafuckin' house [yeah do it do it]
NWA's in full effect
Hey yo yella boy, kick me that funky-ass beat
the wall you better stand tight
Full of X, AK's, whilin' in lobbys, bulletproof PJ's
Fuck around and get spunned like the DJ
Csi traumatized by viewing
went outside to drain my
Main vein for some relief
Found a backpack full of G notes
And like a thief, I snatched it up
Back at the crib I stashed it up
Last time I heard
yo, was gettin real friendly.
Belly to belly and
chest to chest
thigh by thigh
leg by leg and
I guess.
Ain't no way to get ya out
your
[lyrics]
Look me in my eyes and tell me tell me that you see the reign
Grab you by your soul and slap you bitch until you feel ashamed
Bitch im
the ghetto preaching
No hide and seekin or else that be yo blood a leakin
And if dem kill dem brother that dem self dem defeatin
Time for knowledge reachin in
the 'vard
Actin hard, not fraud
Comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad
Automatic hoe, gotta yella hoe
Comin through the boulevard can't rock 'n roll
I never
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah, yeah... we gon' high to this
(The world's crazy, son yeah.. you know)
We gon' high to this (just something about
Yo, I mock tenor, lend a hand
(Lend that hand) we rock negative
Mock to lend a hand to zealots
I walk the block with a
Can of phantom repellant
back yo way
Got think before I move so I won’t slip up
Life don’t be playing by the rules but I won’t give up
And I’m blessed beyond measures
I could
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