Lyrics:
much your paint cost? Look like it just got rained on
Tell me this when you stop do your rims stop or they keep goin'
Your Nissan, your Neon, your old
T you end up in the harbour
Inevitably, I'm one of the better MCs
Tentatively they stepping to me
Separated by at least seven degrees
Heaven decrees I got
when we were bored
All our scripts and grand adventures
We wrote lying on the floor
I've got half a dozen pitches
Storylines that mean you stay
But no
a CD a DVD a PC
cn LCD and LED but still you never notice me
cn MP3 an HDD a USB well I've got three
c DCD and MTV but still you never talk to me
I'm
all by myself
I'll make a love you can't put on a shelf
I've got to love somebody today
I've got to love somebody
I've got to love somebody today
addicted to money like Dedede
They all plotting, they be watching like DVD
I'ma just work-work-work, feel like I'm ri-ri-ri
They got me sleep, I be sounding
Staring death in its eyes i've been on this ride
I ain’t big but i’m ready 2 die you walking with me
Talking tipsy brand new desert eagle hawk with
the stands
Lemme say it again
(aah ah) you ain't heard I'm the shit
On top but you just don't get it yet
I never got cut but I make 'em cut the check
So hate
it going, Big Tymin, you heard's me?
Dog I got cake like everyday my birthday
Wait, I don't think they heard me
I say dog I got cake like everyday
Oh, this doesn't make sense
Wasting money I spend
All you wanted was rent
And hundred dollars worth of fake denim
Got no trust fund here
Million
should get a better job
One where I can afford to make a mess
One that solely relies on
My messiah complex
I'm surprised you've got a better job
surely fall
I've been broke, without a dime to my name
But all my bills got paid
Because I called on Jesus' name
You can't tell me that God isn't real
I call you every hour on the telephone
I work my fingers right down to the bone
I even got you a chihuahua so you wouldn't be alone
Got you you
And tell me you don't feel the same
If I was the real Jesus
If I was the real one
I'd say take my hand, let's go into the future
I've got you
I'm holding
Hey, hey, it's four twenty
I've got weed topics to teach today
Hey, hey, it's four twenty.. what
What in the hell
How long everybody been here
20
JUDITH
Here! I've got an idea. Suppose you agree that he can't actually have
babies, not having a womb, which is nobody's fault, not even the Romans',
got one, be dammed if I'm not one
You talking 'bout the hottest in the city, most influential rappin' ass niggas and I'm the top one
Me and Em'
that)
You really thought you deserved me (Trick)
Ain’t shit in this world that can hurt me (Nah)
When I do work I do dirty
This is my life I’ve been
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
on hoodies screamin' "freeze"
Get out the navigator, godfather iii in the dvd
They hop in, they take your car for a spin
It's cold outside so all you feel is
never fucking shit
Wait how do you that?
I'm the next big hit
And you're my next my clit
I'm Techno Gandhi
But where the fuck is Yandhi
I've got a huge
looked back... looked back ever since. So, there you go... there's a little story from that period of time. I've
got to go... I've got to go, I really do
were here
Just know You're welcome to come over
got some tapes and a VCR
make yourself at home
No really like
Make yourself at home
I've got like
Thank you, James
Fucked up
All this on my head
I've been fucked up
All this lately got me spinning like some nunchucks
Crazy how you did me dirt but
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