Lyrics:
Bass in your face
Not an eight track
Gettin' it good to the wood
So the people
Give you some a dat
Reactin' to the fax
That I kick and it stick
behavin like they are too good
There lived a little boy that was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said
Check it "Me and you kid we gonna
we gone let him hang
Niggas spreading lies
Like it's big facts
I don't got no time
For no chit chat
I don't pillow talk
Better dead that
I been in ya
and let's form three groups
Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free loops
Allah Jamar to the right
Peace God! (Yo knowledge the God) Peace God!
and let's form three groups
Wreck time is here, so let's get paid on free loops
Allah Jamar to the right
Peace God! (Yo knowledge the God) Peace God!
I went down to the railroad yard, watch that train come by,
Knew the train would roll that day, but I did not know what time.
I did not know
rapper
A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper
Hey baby, I got this rhyme
It's not gonna stop till the end of time
Like rock and roll I'll play that
Feels good cuz I'm slapping myself
Good is felt cuz I'm slapping myself
Scooting down the strip left wreck on the trail
Blame the big beat cuz I'm
Yeah man (brrr), big talk man (brrr), big man tings yeah (brrr)
Yeah we know what the fuck going on (ya heard)
It's that 039 shit nigga (grrah), we
this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
I'm Big Willie, you silly Sally from the valley
Ain't nuttin' changed, wait a minute, I'm
For my soul
Let it flow
On a roll we can go
Take it slow let em know
I'm just tryna get a feeling for a good time
Skating down the block
the the resurgence of the soul sound
You know, I got to come in and track the beat
And at the time I was still with my other management
I really wanted to roll
Drugs and Rock'N'Roll
I don’t play all those games it’s time to go
Playing ball for 20 years bruh I should've blew up big time
Still signed a fucking deal
visas get blocked, money on my CashApp
Time is up undercover, crooked cops on my way
Shining by the Gods power, shadow blaze, from da bottom raised
Youll
Make sure to bring a friend
Ohh ohh
She wanna see how a nigga dive up in it
Ohh ohh
She gon crip walk by the time in finished
Roll out my ride is
was Steven Seagal
Sometimes I carry a glock and other times an eagle
And my dick's so damn big that shit should be illegal
Went from a fade to a 'fro
it's good the sooner you dip
Life's a trip where you can get life for a trip
Or lighter flick, I might have to remind ya quick
What time is it?
to get back
When he get back perhaps I'm blazin up a sack
So relax, that's snaps ain't right, it's all good
I got your back next time you dippin
ain't about the gift givin' but that's a bonus
It's about coming together to spread love
That makes this time of year that's so spectacular
With all
It's good to want to be better
You'll stay hungry stay focused
You know what I mean
And of course it would be great if you could benefit off of this
at your neck like shoulder pads
And this even ain't good enough to be on the project
These are just some bonus tracks
I'm pretty much over that
Rappity
gonna
wreck the track
hurt the track
im hot on the track
CHORUS
Flo Dan
them boys are to die
aint on no long ting no lie
no more mr.nice guy
why
because
a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out
They call me Big
time
Good riddance
And goodbye
I been a man who's good at suppression
I been a man who needed some lessons
Sick of the world and sick of oppression
Made
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