Lyrics:
to tell a story, oh, baby!
Blood on the walls, street life
America's worst nightmare, ahead by light years
Hip hop's only shining star in the night's
[INTRO]
Whats a Queen to a Goddess (x2)
VERSE 1:
Look , Vegas better tell that N* leave me 'lone
She retarded she dont think that she has been
tripping as fuck
I have two lemons a day
Me I'm just trying to find
A way to make it till
Twenty one I pray but
Then I met my girl after
Five minutes I love
Hook:
I hope my daughter don’t hate me like her Momma did
I don’t
I hope my son wants to be like his Daddy one day
When he gets grown
Hope I’m
yeah
This is my way
Cuz I’m blowing up like c4
Press the button you’ve never seen this before
Goin all the way 'cuz I’m winning by default
Full
of religion, stay on track and don't get lost
If religion is a way of life, then embody the scriptures
Don't be led astray from rationale by specifics, or your
trees
I hate this shit world
I have no place here
That noose around my neck
Humans call it life
I hate this shit world
I have no place here
Why the hell
close by
It’s more vivid the image embedded in my mind
I look around and really I see a fake smile
No time, when the tickets down
My rolex style don’t
fucked, I'm living in my bro's shadow
But I see you shining nigga, Steel Banglez
Niggas couldn't take the hate but I'm still standing
I was sleeping
The three things I hate, liars, fakes and cheaters
Alcoholics, sluts and fuckin' wife-beaters
I guess that describes my life
I don't even know who song
Don't tell the people
To vote 2 times
Don't be unfit
It's always being proven
Don't be a liar
If the lips are moving
I'm reaching out to you
Don't do
the best it gotta be I wear a mask like an umpire
Sayin' I should hang it up in music you're a plum liar
A dumb guy or you're a bum sire tellin me I'm
the minutes till you hold me close
Sirreal Verse:
Amazed by Things, Ive seen you do the way you move, lady ooouh
strong like shots of that 80 proof, God-paid
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
an excuse
What the fuck!
When I made, so, 2SEATER was made at the end
Of 2013, in my room, in like, twenty minutes
Out of boredom
Again i had just got my
a minute
Don't get drained, come get replenished
Water your faith, don't let it diminish
2 Corinthians 5:17
I'm still living by that sentence
I'll be with
this game
And it’s Towns by the way formally known as stak but we signed with the bone so I respectfully gave it back n dont hate me Jack I was 13 years
wheels ain't turnin', you're out of gas
You pay by check but they take cash
Two roads ahead but which to take
And you can't see it's your mistake
news media, the politically correct and the enemy of the people, who not surprisingly hates the show in general and me in particular, by once again tell
One, one two
Check me out right here, yo
Yo, the sun don't shine forever (you can turn the track up a little bit for me)
But as long as it's
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
waist
Hate to kill a nigga, why?
Cause my nigga style he's got that killa, what?
What do you mean killa?
I mean that bee
Those ganja trees
Those
boils down to through all the hate she still loves you
Wait a minute the bottom line
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
By the end of the damn
him as he passes by
I say to myself, he looks like the FBI
A white man like him, what is he doing over here?
I wonder, what does he want
Then he
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