Lyrics:
my story, could care less who likes it
I'm not gonna read my life, promise I'm gone write it
Don't let them days gon' pass you by
Don't let them days
Mickey and Grandpa
Doing stuff on the farm
Watching the day roll by
Ride a little horsey
Row row your boat
Peekaboo oh boy oh my
Making memories
That
Gimme your love on the first date
Baby we can go a little further than first base
Cause my heart is not in sync with my mind
Everything you know is
a life without problems
Dismantle kids I'm a psycho-mouthed goblin
My name is Mac Lethal
Rent white politicians said they
Hate the black people cent
ain't no need for talkin'
Keep your opinions, when I'm finished, you gon' need a coffin
Out in my city, cameras flashing like The Beatles walkin'
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
A n**** ready from the get go (blowe, blowe, blowe)
Y'all hear my s*** go, it's Andre. Can yo punk a** come out to play?
Stay in your little hole,
by him she stops and stares
The got love bigger than the Beatles
Wild and free like a Rolling Stone
They gotta love takes 'em higher than the Eagles
There's pieces of you and
Yeah there's pieces of me.
You're not in my life
But you're haunting my dreams.
There's pieces of you and
Yeah there's
confess my crime in stereo
Ally's dad in the trunk
with his mouth tapped
Oh here we go
Mossbergs for air bags
Oh do I dare brag
About the clout
get a high feel when you in high heels
You can place them by my head
Oh girl you layer thick
Skin smooth like Nestlé quick
I got free time in
in and begin life without crowds
Got your life on track, how are you feeling now
My heart still beats
Just not as loud as something that I used to know
temptation of the son of David Ruffin
Hold my mic sideways when bustin
On Judgement Day runnin' through Hell, yellin' and cussin'
At MC's in my
There's a kid out on my corner, hear him strumming like a fool
Shivering in his dungerees, but still he's going to school
His cheeks are made
a year (Look what I did)
Look what I did in a year (Look what I did)
I, I started rapping a year ago
Now all of my songs on your stereo
And I’m balling so
Faced by the darkness we ain't the evil
Life's a process yea we just the people
My last request dress all black like the Beatles
And dance on my grave
and you
I would like to be in, 1985
Hooking up with Doc Brown, on a hover board with Marty Mcfly
88 in the DeLorean, with you by my side, and we’ll change
Lil mama bussin off the rip
I got it bussin on her lips
Got sum to buss up off my hip
Got sum to blast up in the stereo
Lil mama bussin off the rip
I let my tape rock
Til my tape popped
(In stereo)
(Here we go, here we, here we go)
I let my tape rock
Til my tape popped
(In
The bitch sucked dick, so much dick
I loved to get my dick sucked by her
Bitches in oakland want to be under
When they suck dick like girl wonder
Niggers in
Bitch we the American Beatles
Lucy in the sky I'm too fly like a seagull
Run up on me by you gon die to my deagel
They gon watch like a movie take
a radio
I can hear your fighting voices in stereo
Turn the music louder, why won't you let me go? Like a radio, in stereo
I feel my shadows constantly
snipes then ran out of luck
I ain't come here playing games I got hundreds in the tuck
I live in the studio
Oh you thought my life a movie hoe?
None
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
We make moves in stage coaches
Rah digga likes
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