Lyrics:
feel me
I gotta keep that glock on me, can't lil Tim me
Please stay by my side
Just tell me you love me if you not ready to die
If you my brother then I
Now with your loyal fan base and to the extent
That there dedicated to your music and your message
It has some people calling you a cult leader,
I see ya movin' baby yeah
And you're lookin' good, said you're lookin' fine
Everything's gonna be alright, yeah
Let the music take control of your
to heaven
with my goddamn hatred for your goddamn rules
Connected by these words and music
I'm a goddamn freak and so are you
We are we are... coming up
Confined in prisons by visions of multiple killings
I tried to fit in different cliqs preps jocks starter chicks
So what the fuck I'm tryin to find a place
microphones that I can clutch
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question
business you can get it, nigga fuck a ryme good
Cause it's a lot times that i done held my tongue
I'm suprissed that I saw that nigga Tim without his gun
So
it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin raps
All about my snaps, tryin to put
can't forget Tim Westwood, all the music video channels
(Gomez Warez), Tiffany Green, (MTV), Elroy Smith, (BET), Bam (and VH1)
Can't forget my big
to tell
His mama kept him locked up in a rehab
Although the doctors said he was well
He said yeah I been through the anger
And the hatred towards my mom
only wanna hear the music talking about killing
If we really want a change they gotta feel some pressure
Opp music being consumed by our adolescents
You
at least the socks had sandals
Music landfill
Full of bullshit that's coming out
I don't need a hook for me to tell you what this songs about
Run it from
I see so much hatred and fights that are forced
If you are my parents well when's the divorce
You say you can teach me but what's there to learn
You
Eh mmm Look
(AY P)
Ai yo
You know this music's gotta work
Cuz I ain't coping man I'm hurt
Conversating with my bro "like this ain't ever gonna work"
but I was makin' it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin' sellin' cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin' raps
All about my
Čím dlhšie, tím silnejší sme, samozrejme
When I first thought about making music, the first people to start liking what I did, my music, my videos was
repay you
All my love is used up, on me
Chernobyl 2 plays text
The presenter CHIEFTAN MEWS
The music (in chronological order)
The most Gigantic Theme by
bodies are first disposed of
by cremation
Back the fuck up off me gimme fuckin' space
You might catch a couple shells up in your face
Aye, I think I
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
plugged by a motherfucking slug
My music is a weapon formed against the evil tyrants of this world
Who I will never trust because they're out to get my
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was makin it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle,
by day
Yeah these trials all in my path I gotta move them out the way
Yeah this coming all from just the heart and this what I say
Never had to say
tell them how I died
There was music in my ears that I never let them hear
For the fear it would never be enough
Overwhelmed by all the things that I was
a place infected by their hatred purely
So I got the maverick virus
Seemed like no one else could cure me
But my best friend is Megaman X & I am Zero
In
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