Lyrics:
step and abuse the mic with versatility
I balance humility, with brutal instinct
I'll make your whole cypher look like those crackers from N'Sync
year-old skinny Cartman (goddamn it)
An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin
Whose instinct's to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin' brats can't
us, y'all just in, N'sync and Bieber
What I'm thinking syncing, I'm up, what I'm inking, sleeper
Outstanding at the clubs looking like we buy the drinks
a deal I was still butt naked
God signed this, like keeping' the Lord's promise
The truth nigga like Beenie's first LP
You can do a song with N'Sync
where the wizard was N'sync and I was Conan
I sliced 5 necks at the stem
Laced the mic with see-4 set to blow when Usher Raymond begin
Then stuck my Tim's
blah, like N'Sync
Kiss that ass "Bye Bye Bye" nahmsayin'? I ain't playin
Many shall come, few chose to stay exact
Track after track I'm fightin' for
my breath
Peace — LFO, Menudo, JLS, BTS
Westlife, Jackson 5, N'Sync, Take That
I Want You Back!
And if it is enough
Why does every generation
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
nigga
Like Beenie's first LP
You can do a song with N'Sync
And couldn't outsell me
I'm a legend in my own time
A prophet in my own rhymes
A king
be in sync
They asking why they mad, and I said what do you think?
He asked what do I drink, 1942 then I winked
Tatted from the head to toes, body-ody
So we meet again
This your final form
Well you see the pen
Forged by the gods
Keep receipts in hand
Here’s where we started, here we will end
We
strokin' her mink
Looking for the missing link
But all I find is Pink and N'Sync
She's sweet, sixteen and good yet she's callin' me a creep
'Cause I'm
on
I'll tell you what's going on
Nelly:
What's going on 'cross the seas?
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers, indeed
Got mommas
?
Immortality is what I'm buying
But I'd rather be immortal by not dying
Am I in Sync? [x4]
me in the fattest mood
Not hangry
I'm angry
I'm gonna bring it like you told me to
Of course I'm mad at you
You think that you the baddest dude
Not by
B-Boy stance
Making this money Bye-Bye like the N-Sync dance
I be running in your mama like it's my last steps
And I'ma balling ass nigga bank with
everything but the kids n'sync, act quickly dont think
dont sink to the level then you gonna leave with the devil
be quick in the race and try to keep
lip sync
We might sing in this bitch like we N’Sync
We just stick to the script cuz it’s instinct
They gon slip on the drip when they ship sink
We get
hate a new food unless you try to taste it?
You can't trust instinct
20 years ago, the love instinct was N-SYNC
And nowadays the world seems way less in
float
Got my baby covered in water like she in a sink
Me and my HEA niggas like swimmers cause we in sync
Think I'm Justin Timberlake the way I perform in
would be so easy
For us to be
Breathing in sync (breathing in, breathing in)
Breathing in sync (breathing in, breathing in)
Breathing in sync
I can run it up with you but you might sing like NSYNC
I ain't finna drown just because another nigga sink
I'm too busy doing my dirt all by my lonely
lead for N'Sync, so my kids think I'm cool
[Chorus]
I know there are some who live life differently
But there's a lot more people who are just
B-Boy stance
Making this money Bye-Bye like the N-Sync dance
I be running in your mama like it's my last steps
And I'ma balling ass nigga bank with
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