Lyrics:
He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind
He far and wide but still hard to find
He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom
He sang Long Tall
He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind
He far and wide but still hard to find
He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom
He sang Long Tall
and eyelids
High esteem except for the days it rains
Had to start with another acknowledgment
Of the things you've been doing, a college kid
You done moved from
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
Verse 1:
I wake up at night
Remembering the kids I used to beat
In return feel like I should be dead
With a bullet in the head remember
When you
open, kid
Late at night, used to catch a buzz, couldn't write
Now I write the type of shit to make you wipe
But wear diapers 'cause you might leave
Aye, aye aye, aye
Look
Babygirl, love my bop and
I'm like "Me too"
No roof on my top, and my babe see thru
Hatin' on the pin, don't stop shit
Ain't
for the night
I’m in town for the day
I say it’s only right, she was a fan so
She left her man right where he stand
Yo had mad plans for joe i demanded
the rest was my legacy.
I was born to be the king of the be-bop swing,
To have stallions and medallions, big diamond rings.
I own a castle and a yacht, two
배고파 아직까진 못마땅
해 but 아빠 말했던 3년 이제 곧 내 손에
gonna pop my champagne
when I be a supernova 언젠가 최고로 밝게
내 가사가 사막의 오아시스같이
누군가의 갈증을 해소할 수 있길 바래
Can you stand by
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
Huh, the rest was my legacy.
I was born to be the king of the be-bop swing,
To have stallions and medallions, big diamond rings.
I own a castle
realised I was the king of the rhyme
I got on the microphone and what do you see huh!
The rest was my legacy
I was born to be the king of the be bop swing
you been all my life
Why don't it feel like felt on the first night
Now it's so hard to find two words to say
Now the kids are looking at me
of the game
But you the dickhead getting jerked off
My gun getting hotter than yardi food with jerk sauce
He ain't a good man why he shop at Bergdorf?
Kid
with the hiphop beat
Bop funk rhyme rocks
Says to bring the hard bop
Poet is past, the funk rhyme blasts
If you try to get the beat
ya bring forth da
Word up yeah, yeah
Yeah, you know what it is what up kid
Yo aight look, check it, it's going down
You know how I go wu Tang forever
Parazitii no
city every night
I said fuck a pay stub
This that new shit
They gon bop
Heavy non stop
When it drops
Bodies drop
Bitch you better cop
This that new shit
seems hard sometimes, but
Remember one thing to every dark night
There's a bright day after that
All my homeboys and my homegirls, stay strong
When things
I'm not
I'm lyin', take a shot, I put it on my 40K rock
Shorty with an educated bop
With flavor for days, it's all praise, who amaze you a lot
Front
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
to sin
Hard days long nights
2 hours of sleep
Turn that to 2x3 plus 50 hours of work in a week
Who is she paying to get by
How can you get by when you
quotes
I'm snoring while I walk
I'm not ba da bop bop ba.....cause
I don't sleep
Not when the neighbors are yelling at their kids
Chasing them around
night jitters
Or maybe not this flow is like a rabies shot
To hip hop rappers is on
My nerves like Baby Bop
This style I keep piled up
The type of shit,
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