Lyrics:
Streak)
One pop, Two pop Kill Streak (Kill Streak)
One pop, Two pop Kill Streak (Kill Streak)
Yea
Tired of you niggaz, stop talkin stop barkin
I
yea bruh,
calibre up another level,
I come to settle
your soft rock pebble come get crushed by heavy metal,
I'm the master of puppets Gepeto
you
Hillary Clinton is fuct, My bush is fuct, Tyra banks is fuct, you are fuct, Tom hanks is fuct, your shoes are fuct, my farts are fuct, shopping carts are
think they get
The one closest to the Bob Marley box set
And boom and anyhow you nuh feel me yet
Well, chances are you might soon go def
Me have
'm painting a picture like Bob Ross
Another day, another canvas
Packing up my blunts with cannabis
Getting high you cannot come close to me
Getting high I
the hate, y'all are hustling backwards
This goes for anybody and any bum-ass rapper, pussy
Now, you leave me no choice
I have to kill 'em all (kill 'em
the student kills the teacher
Any last words before I send you to your dream?
Hold my hands and pray
[lyrics in Creole]
You don't got knowledge
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
by inches, he sprinted
Some of his boys on the corner was who your bullets entered
Two of em pull through but one didn't, son's finished
You took
you hatred
There's no applause for ya and success is hard for ya
There's enemies, envy, with green my niggas, lawnmower
And I'm on tour, Jordan 4's, Tom
My Heart is Stearing
By Noble theme
cs I Recite my Verse
For the King
My Tongue is a Pen
Of as Skillful Writer
The most Excellent of Men
Since you
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie, Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Farley pissed, party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday
In the County Tyrone, near the town of Dungannon,
Where many the ructions meself had a hand in.
Bob Williamson lived, a weaver by trade,
And all
there will never be another one just like you, no
I met him on the boulevard, Hollywood and Vine
He said "you're gonna be a superstar"
I said "that's
he makes the party Boing, Boing
Bob Digi makes the party Boing, Boing
[Mr. Tibbs]
I'm a country man at heart but a city man by nature
'cause even
fap
You talkin’ tough you get killed for a rack
Tom and jerry i kill rats
Fuck on this bitch
Ima beat from the back
They say they slidin but these
when I catch your ass home alone
Hunt you down in your mansion kill you right there by the phone
I'm in my zone where I roam your policies out dated
me my brother don’t you dwell. Just tell them bastards they can go to hell.
Tom soon heard the rumors as everybody did. A bank was robbed in Uma by
the net
Coulda Jet Li kick him 'til he bled
And I'm rent free livin' in their head
What's that quote? Ooh, kill 'em with success
Talkin' smoke, please,
emotion, y'all gotta overcome that man
(Some people kill their brothers)
C'mon man be stronger than that, you know what I think?
(I think they've lost
they say how can you be so great
I told em im not great yo
Im the baddest
you should know my name at this point
you copying sounds
I'm repping rhymes
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
A-a-alright
Tom Petty's gone
And I'm long gone, and
How am I gonna make amends
With myself for never
going far I'll be home by noon
Dave was a very good friend of Bob's
He took Bob's car and would speak to Charlotte
Dave nor Charlotte nor anyone else
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