Lyrics:
want beef i feed it grass
Easy cats, I’ll be in the back counting sleazy cash
Feed me trash, I’ll shit gold
I had to slip though
I hit lows, had to dip,
want that someone to see you as something
I've felt and dealt with both ends of this story
And I wish that I could edit it before it gets published
But
I want
Give me something I need
Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
Your heart will never say so
Your heart will never let you go
about the weight gain, fine to me
I'ma menace to society, Larenz Tate
Pick ya brain like psychiatry a bag of Lay's
Bring you back to reality
Ashoof, fee soora?
If you want peace
You stand by me
If you want war
You stand by me
We stand together
If you want peace
You stand by me
If you want
Droppin' f-bombs like a guest on Howard Stern
Since NSYNC broke up, I figured it's our turn
Gonna hit it from the back, like I fucked up a power turn
You
don't want you back
It might change but I'm on to the next
Call me Harden cause I ball with the left
Opps be talking but they won't take a step
My
sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No,
Where you at?
Ridin' in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart broke
People
the Flowchild couldn't spit
I behead you and put you back in your place
Like deers hanging over mantelpiece
Fragile content the way you see me handle these
Bro
him
Why's he gotta be dick, can't he let me live
I just wanna turn up here and get paid for it
Uh! So I get back to my desk
Slap the radio on and then
Yeah
Look
You ever been stuck in a rock and hard place?
In a hard space
Heart filled with the empty space
I want peace and grace
I want peace
thankful for the frienship and I hope its never ending
Oh man, you and I go way back
But I wonder if were honest
Is it all just an act
Sometimes you really
You ever been stuck
In a rock and hard place
In a hard space
Heart filled with the empty space
I want peace and grace
I want peace and love
I want
How many bodies do you got in your backyard
My flow sick I got them drinking my backwash
So they can spit like me ooh you nasty
My crew so NSYNC you
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
the back
He's in the back with an escort
He bought me an escort I
Don't want no escort, you know
Luigi, that was the guy's name
And we're in north Harlem
blocka
I kno u heard me thru ur
Radio I know yuo heard
Me thru your stereo 100 chains
On wit my fitted low
Bout to kill tha game nigga here we go
And i put
sorry that i couldnt do anything to make you proud
now its too late because you're no longer around
i dont want to feel like i disappointed you
so please
to build your platform you supposed to have the crowd instead I'm doing the show for other artists wow got the nerve ta trip when I dip I want a fan base
is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new
I know dey even got it from the giddy
Stacked in the back
Only black radio station in the city
Programmed by a sucker in a suit
Slick back hair he
forbidden, par, pay that tax
And don't you ever look at us funny
Boy, we'll bring rap back
And that'll hurt you like Superman chased by a group of men
With
daisy
I'm still cunty
With no edit
Bitchs stole my whole my aesthetic
Where my credit
You don't give it
Only do it
Cause I did it
Look like Barbie in my
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