Lyrics:
This is a pop pill culture
We willin' to try it
Anything from implantin' plastic to
The Atkin's diet we gone flap 'til we die
Like a fish from water
the wild west
Manipulated destiny stripped of all my dignity
Sickened by hypocrisy turned from God to fantasy
This is man in all his wonder caged in
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
top of the livestock
I'm riskin' 25 to life with the ride
You ask me why I do this
And I respond with a mind half gone
For the fact I'm Yoc
need it they gone throw it to me
Put me in the game I'm goin in I'm scorin hella buckets (Let's get it)
Ok West see now you got me on my gangsta shit
when I speak
I'm the bomb that hits the gas
Tank, when they tell me
Yo please don't do (Donda) this and that
I turn on that Kanye West
All these girls
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
just checked out
My old ways I opt out project Kanye West College Dropout
Vibe to the beat
Vibe to the beat
Vibe to the beat
I'm vibing to the beat
Vibe
west)
Many men, bitch, I need me a vest (uh-huh)
You gone need more than that how we step out
I spend every dollar I got 'til a nigga get dropped
Take
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
don't hustle then mama don't eat
I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed
Chorus(2X)
don't hustle then mama don't eat
I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed
Chorus(2X)
in my private jet
Just like sting and kanye west
Let's save the earth with area rock
(pyrotechnics are very sustainable)
(I'm going green) can't
West-side step up, and get you a slice
North-side step up, and get you a slice
Chi-Town step up, and get you a slice
L.A. step up, and get you a slice
to hell wit discretion
Lives on the line and they tied to oppression
They blind to deception gone die if we let em
So lets set em free with these heavenly
This bitch got some bounce
Beat fire like a ounce
I Mix Nation for real
This bitch got some bounce
Beat fire like a ounce
Of the best from the West
Yeah
Ah
You know the vibes
All the way live
Yeah
And it goes like this
Whittier and Garfield is where a playa grew up
Before my dad flipped a car,
representing from the east to west coast
We G'z boy golds in our mouth pants down low representing that dirty south
I'm by the store rain sleet hail or snow
the hand then I do my Dance
I count up them bands, I leave em In a whole motherfuckin' stance
Just like I am Kanye West, got my Niggas up in france
So these
These fly rhymes and high times are brought to you by Suburban Noize
D-Loc, Saint Vicious, DJ Bobby be, Pakelika
The bakers man, bake me a cake
cognate with Kanye
What's next
Maybe some beef
Pull out with the drake
You gone end up sleep
What a time to be alive where I soon see
The future, where
one of my peoples gone
From the south side where niggas wild on bad timing
What I witness through my eyes you'd be surprised
Live & die, love and hate
snatch ya necklace
And next these niggas might jack ya Lexus
Somebody tell these niggas who Kanye West is
I walk through the valley of Chi where death is
whip for the moments in life I chose not to live
No loans on my gold tooth
Built by my own two
No holes left in moms roof
Can't hold me down I got
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