Lyrics:
"Three minutes forty five
Seconds and counting
We are still a go at this time"
Listening to Star Trek’s star tracks
On the track to stars and back
a girl by my side
Make her sing like Kelly Price
I'mma make her sing
like Kelly Price
Reaper Vibes
They know it's my time
My cousin on the gram
Goin' off,
On your marks, are you ready? Let's go
Wow! OK, here we go again you see the way I'm blowin'
And I'm like a mangler the way I be manglin' the beat
They
punch on onix
You're a dud hit on some rubbish
Your tracks sound like garnished vomit
Good beats don't mean that you are on it
I think found my pocket
I
On your marks, are you ready? Let's go
Wow! OK, here we go again you see the way I'm blowin'
And I'm like a mangler the way I be manglin' the beat
They
are like Kelly
Your bars so criminal, 'cause y'all are so petty
I play god making beats turning nothing to something
It's too easy for me, man I always
counted me out
2020 Got a vision
Gone fly like a pigeon
You don't wanna miss it
No R Kelly but I'm your girl stomach like jelly
She sing my lyrics like
those necks little bitch
Til I leave em all dead
With a scene Slit6
Aye
Back when my homies were just laughin' on the track
I cut em off for a minute
of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock MC's ya nothin but compound
Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's
In the videos with those questionable flows
Take
of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock MC's ya nothin but compound
Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's
In the videos with those questionable flows
Take
of minerals, easily broke down
Hard rock MC's ya nothin but compound
Sparked by the endless greed of CEO's
In the videos with those questionable flows
Take
to my face
N***** pissy little girls, R Kelly case
I can't really tolerate no lame round me
Boy you broke, your pockets on E
Got Fendi on my belt
Cause I
Kelly Rowland
Why will I diss dem
Give them cheap promotion
I think that they are so dry
I should give them lotion
But let them know that
If they wanna go
brain back
Brain back
All of them bitches are wack
Cut off my demons
I cut off my traitors
I'm lost in my track
And I'm seizing, I'm smoking, I'm feelin'
By the end of the track
You'll know who's back
Who's back, Bitch you wack
Picture that me and Yuri on track
Yeah we back
Snapback, yeah we that
Rap
Ron and Kelly Chante contagious
(I'm Hot) Records heard, Dj's playin 'em
My words are being relayed who's sayin 'em?
Ay yo!!!! we are
My name's
know proper etiquette in the booth
Hey 'are you is divine
Pure like sunshine, just one rhyme
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I
One million ways that tryna get that stack
234 when I'm on that track
Spend those bills and we get that back
It's on me
Talking bout racks on racks
anything up as
Low as Nicole Arbour
Not even me when I'm dissing my own father
Or asking, "Where's your certificate
Obama?" oh, MC Lars
Your tracks are like
Kelly mountain road
Saw a heavy load
With a sagging heart
And a break apart
Voices in me
Stood as thick as thieves
With no sympathy
For
Recognition, upload, no permission employed
Fax gang, flawless tracks, man bass booms, snares crack
Bring the rat-at-tat-tan madman, act bad, catch me with
Sixteen sex, no R.Kelly
That's no diss, a man want Becky
If you tell me you want Becky, give me Brian
That's o brain, use your noodle, don't forget it,
[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO]
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma
your eyes on (aye, aye, aye, ay)
I was told I didn't have drive
By niggas who don't have the keys in the ignition
But they spit that repetition
Where's
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