Lyrics:
sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new, what?
Everythin' you doin' kid we already did it
Everythin' you spittin' kid we
If you're not gonna follow go the fuck home
Losing my mind lost track of all time
I'm just trying to find my place up in the sky
The air at night
My peoples if you with me, where the fuck you at?
Niggas is strapped and they tryna twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned for the bad seed from bad
My peoples if you with me, where the fuck you at?
Niggas is strapped and they tryna twist my beer cap
It's court adjourned for the bad seed from bad
wanna see me
Come meet me up at the venue
Remember to bring your skrilla cause I
Don't do shit for free
And if you want a track
Get ready to pay a fee
New kid on the block
Fresh in the game
Grind never stop
Ice in my veins
Think too much got the world on my brain
If you blink too much then the world
a spliff
Dirty ass nigga
Grip her hips at the party
Go stupid, retarded
Make a scene if you get carded
I'm an artist
Possibly the hardest
Ever hit
track off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat,
tracks in
Yeah we let all our tracks in
Leavin' the crew is something I'm never askin'
I'm older when you're not around
I'm over when you are away
The sun
have ancestry in Europe
I suck the sweet syrup dry, bone dry
You don’t know me if you
Hold the microphone at night
Please, just go away
I have
competition so to comprehend, go download duolingo
On my newest single I will single you out, I'm bringing you down
So for you no more new singles come out,
keep frontin' then your ass is gone (what?)
Yeah (new DMX), 'cause if it's on, it's on
And if you cats keep frontin' then your ass is gone (It's On)
keep frontin' then your ass is gone (what?)
Yeah (new DMX), 'cause if it's on, it's on
And if you cats keep frontin' then your ass is gone (It's On)
to the back
Try to go all the way down to the first track
Let me see that, I'm surrounded by the pack of
White kids trying to hear shit that I did
We kinda
up?", keep steppin', and just rep D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin' reckless, but if you go check my belt
You may see
away like you fake
Straight out PA short Texas, servin' trees on the West
A money makin' machine, nigga I do it best
With the cream and the cash, by any
to level up
We ain't got time to fuck it up
Time permitting
Decision, division
You think that I'm kidding, the wisdom to living
Go head and fumble a bag
how the racks go
Never get lost even though I got ten toes
Fuck with me stand a chance to be my hoe
This my block kid
This ain't no game this ain't no
Just shine your light on the world
So shine your light on the world
No matter anywhere you go, kid
Just shine your light on the world
Don't let
then we wildin' out (fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Don't you get it? Aim it at your fitted
This ain't New Edition, VVS' glisten
I was raised by the loaders,
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
up?", Keep steppin', and just rep D12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail
And livin' reckless, but if you go check my belt
You may see
that block like bad kids, yea you might wanna call that block abuse
Dirty then, made Derrty now, some of y'all might know, but don't blurt it out
You
hitman I want you dead ya crew dead
If I go in my bag like you did blllllllat!
I'll air this bitch out and
That's on my two kids
Truth is, this not gon' go
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