Lyrics:
[Chorus: x16]
I still walk through the hood by motherf***ing myself
And if I have some beef n**** I don't need know help
A nega ain't Puffy and a n****
as we blast through the speaker wires
It bang hard and shrink your head like the Zika Virus
We the livest, been doing this since Peter Pipers
Run'n'nem, I
head
I can tell when you be lyin it's blessing and a curse
I just look inside your eyes and you don't gotta say a word
John 3:16 it'll show you your
hang[02:29.21]Empire State[02:29.93]Like we king kong[02:30.61]That's why I[02:31.51]Got my head to the sky[02:32.40]Head head to the sky[02:33.48]Would you give it all
times before beating the case!
Vision get clearer when I hit the j
I can't see the person in the mirror if I go Your way
Blended by the lies all your
your house man dem will tear
16 bar come wicked and splendid
Slew bare man in the room like ten did
I will not argue I will just dent him
Big man
has been prophesised by God
Bout the boy who been spitting these Lyrics be your demise
But i
Dowanna get down cos i'll be high in The morning after
buck up to me
I could never snake up
My brothers you're crazy, you're buggin'
I still got a handful of grudges
I still think that nobody's
Better than by
to a slaughterhouse?
Got sticks that'll knock your baby momma out
Scratch that, knock Harry Potter out
Hit his head on Obama's couch
Nail Obama's scout
Y'all niggas is
your flow ain't goin by me
He's a sufferin' succotash, throw him in the trash
Show him you the man that'll boom bash
I hold MC's up like money it
Is you ready?
Back by popular demand
Murderous specialist tactics
Wu Tang Clan no rehearsal or practice
Niggas ain't ready for this
Niggas
a fuck I'm
Letting niggas know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't
Give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and
Blow your
In my head it was raining
Until you stopped by
Before you had arrived
All I knew was lies
You're the caffeine of my life
Still I can sleep at night
who's ever disrespecting me
Watch your back boy, cause you bout 2 get your ass beat
[Chorus 16x]
Whoop That Trick (Get 'em)
[Verse 3]
I came 2 bust
balls wet
I'm a monster, these other niggas small pets
Claim they sick but they get cured by your dog's vet
I'm thorough from my Yank' to my gourtex
(Mm, mm, mm)
Niggas claiming they hot in the city they ain't fucking with me I swear they ain't hot as me
16 with a fire 16, I don't carry a beam but
fearless hands
String around your endless sorrows
Make the crown upon your head
Bring it out, these endless fears
Bring it out, the doubts that hang
Dance
niggas tryna hold my head and work this out (tryna work this out)
Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house (tryna build this house)
Mama told
mans
Check my numbers, I ain't average
Millionaire by 16, I ain't average
More of a singer, I don't do Drill
But I can turn into a savage
My little
And I'm….starting to feel like…a pedophile by day….(ahem)
But as I sit there hunched over somebody else's desk
I hang my head and whisper and this is what I say:
I
Day One
Dear Nuala,
Thank you very much for your lovely present of a partridge in a pear-tree
We're getting the hang of feeding the partridge
close by as you watch me sink
Who would've thought someone my kind would be at your feet
My head is stopped at a red light on a one way street
Can't erase
time
Oh you say that you're the truth
We gone find out if you're lying
What they want
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
Hang it up
election
I watched as they wielded coercion and deception
But by the time Coke reaches Huntsville, Smithwick hangs dead in his cell
EPILOGUE
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