Lyrics:
Don't roll no more bush, man
I don't know what that is, that ain't haze
It's not hitting
Let's do this rhyme and just go page my man
Right now
game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young
It's my go, yeah
And I'ma go so opposite of soft
Off the Richter, Hector, Camacho Man, Randy Savage
Far
believe it cause you show the world
That you are a hit man
Another nigga calling Earl
You make the worst life nah fuck all that
Reading them tweets and them
context. Doesn't really matter. Before long I'm out of stuff to say and you smile and say, "okay." I don't know exactly what you mean by it, but it seems
on top boy, not you
Not me, same team
Except we don't expect the same things, I mean
All that glitters stay cold
Same old story unfold, shit
It's in
door
Wars an economy oil power mineral wealth
Taking over the world by any means necessary
machiavellian stealth
In the name of freedom and liberty
of logic is
That? It don't make sense
Whatever happened to judging a man
By his own actions
Instead of assumin' that he's like
The others he's matching?
It's
In this man's world, so much for Women's Lib
New York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You
All
these lures had been placed there by Shadowcast,
hoping to avoid confrontation between this dominant
man and his own villainous forces. Eriel
when times got tough
And it keep coming
On top of the world like we run it
Pull up right quick
Yeah you know that we mean muggin'
Feel like the man
With
dying
The people are crying
We all getting fucked by the Jewish
Hand, haha
According to Chez
My brother my man
It's time to declare war
On poverty, war
Pussy is power
And I chase it all by the hour
Question, what kind of madness would drive a man to the point where he sells his soul
For the finer things
over Imma make it through rapping
Wish I had some direction, I just know Imma make it
I'm steady chasing perfection with this portrait I'm painting
Comin out from iniquity, Back then was a felony
I was Saved By The Christ, yet The World tryna pressure Me,
“Man you sound like a fool!” that's what they
You know it ain't right if she ain't by my side
With this crazy, crazy world
Thank God I'm with my girl
We get ahead, yup, she give me head, damn
likе that old song
Oh, before my time? Nah, so bеfore my time
I sold my soul in the future for a pastime
That means I'm hotter than
A motherfucka right
from the old world so green
Counterfeit ticket in to JFK in the land of his dreams
Street life's the only life they take a walk in the park
Even
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call 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
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call 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
say what I live
Take a seat, get down with my history
My old man never showed me love
That's the reason why he don't
Mean shit to me gotta succeed with
the world is yours
Might not exist very soon
Free the prisoners by enlightening the room
Pass around the chalice it destroys all the malice
Results yield
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
freestyle much but I write 'em like such (word)
Amongst the fiends controlled by the screens
What does it all mean, all this shit I'm seein'?
Human beings
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
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