Lyrics:
(D.A. Got that dope)
I need you by my side (side, side)
Tell me you down to ride
We party every night (night)
I do drugs to ease my mind
(I
Fuck You Pay Me Fuck You Pay Me Fuck You Pay Me
You can not fight it
This too much splash
Our wave on tidal title knew this clash
Of Titans would
Just checked the mail and I got my damn indictments Nigga
Fight it like im Tyson, we gone box it like we Tyson Nigga
Just coped a 'Rossa, watch me
nigga made it out of Lagos
With no deal
Check that S coupe its cost like Eight Mill
Motivated by your success
My hustle is a drill
You know, you got
i don't wanna fight though
So I'ma say it right though
Four clutter clutch shots
Snipin' like a rifle
I'ma shake the score up, I'ma take the title
remind these bitches it’s on
Like our life depends on this
Fight for relevance its wise to leave us alone
Won’t sit by another minute
No more silent
gonna get married, okay?
So live your life but please don't get carried away
You're not mine by the title but you better behave
You're not mine by
Good morning
Artist name
Tim Foil
Album title
Death By Misadventure
Song title
FOREVER
APPROVE
REJECT
PUNCTUATION AT END OF LINES
NUMERICAL
wanna be somebody
Not alone by themselves when they fighting
I swear all I need is somebody
To come confide in, to confide in
Come fight it, I been
a problem
When a nigga say no, nigga come and jumpin out the Porsche
With a bag full of 50 same court
Nigga still I try to fight a gun charge
Try to fight
you though, right?
But you seem like you got true game
But peep game man, they've been playin' me all my life, man
You know I won the title a couple
you though, right?
But you seem like you got true game
But peep game man, they've been playin' me all my life, man
You know I won the title a couple
the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land, and sea
First to fight for right and freedom
and three days to go
And the heavyweight meat title's at steak
Does Balbologna have what it takes
He'll be played by Sylvester Stabbone
So I'm sure that he'll
Oh mighty Wargod Urthan
You've got to prove your title
Oh mighty Wargod Urthan
All of creation is here to fight you
Str
He stomped the hills into
still breaking records, we ain't losing the title
Even when it's just me on the record, I still kill it, that's suicidal
This for the souls, stay in
'cause it's made by Run
It's def, you was left in a total stun
So bust a move while I prove who's number one
Got quality and skill both beyond belief
by the name of Gas
These brothers made you get loose
They was down with a brother called Cousin Bruce
They used to jam in the center
You had to pay
feeling right
Why you asking if I’m good knowing nothing ain’t alright
When is the last night we had end without gunfight
A bar fight
Tough night
Club
The world is made of wolves and sheep
with one devouring the other
It’s always been that way
and nothing ever changed
Although their titles may have
and lose my soul
(No I don't wanna lose, I don't wanna lose my soul)
Lord forgive us when we get consumed by the things of this world
That fight for our
Ricki Lakes and Jerry Springer
Becoming Numb, now that's the title of my narrative base, novel of fiction
But still my fascination is loyal to how we
by the name of Gas
These brothers made you get loose
They was down with a brother called Cousin Bruce
They used to jam in the center
You had to pay
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