Lyrics:
frequent for his shenanigans
Now, Daddy and him twins in addiction
Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends
By liquefied demons
Had become what he
frequent for his shenanigans
Now, Daddy and him twins in addiction
Driven to false-hearted heavens and friends
By liquefied demons
Had become what he
SHOWTIME ft Femi'gh
Verse 1 (FEMI'GH)
First off
It's a war zone don't get shot
Blow man away into next month
If SARS dey road use police escort
You
done the monkey bar ting
Well, well she's just doing her
Man listen
Not that same one that my last freestyle was about
But love from west
Tell me what it is
And what you tryna do
I ain't never caught a body but I Promise I will shoot
GSOD the gang
It's the Mob it's the crew
But I ride by my
thats over a monkey
Cah the kick backs way too nasty
Cant take big man there for a dafty
You likkle fool
Bro done a nice paint job with the tool
Fucking
Artillery, nuttin' was censored
Locking off raves, man are running through entrance
Got Gs in the ends too
My Gs, we offend too
You ain't buying no arsenal
The peanut vendor's on his way
At dawning that whistle blows
Through every city, town, and country lane
You'll hear him sing his plaintive little strain
New York City
Ever since I used my man I moved to Jersey
But realistically, God, could of called me early
'Cause I got a big bop I'm wanted by
This world's waiting on my Rolly
Hell yeah, you tell Satan that
I pray to the Lord, pray to the most high
Penny for my thoughts
You'll get a monkey for
This is getting crazy, man, it's wicked C-C-Curses kill a monkey by the minute
I alone can do it', no debate They got me movin' weight like niggas
on
Let the cries out
Wave a whole chicken by his
Legs near the crotch smells
Sweating bullets in the tip
Blow torching his flesh
I seen his face melt
Drip
a life, you need to hang it up
Dreams, click clack
Man down with that chrome Uz'
On his back like "nigga don't move"
Word to mother, we don't lose
Talk
end (this)
To end
(Let me)
Begin by going light speed...
Like going back in time speed
To a place and time more likely
To produce a man who just
your cuzzy for a fucking stick
Do it like a bad b and blow man
I'm praying to God
Coz satan's on my back and he wants vicarious reinforcement
All these
to fight a rambling, man-handling
Boogeyman of a man with a motive bite
But Phatso Phatflow was a soldier for life
So he used his tongue as a gun and used
I can't get by with my nine to
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these God damn food stamps don't buy
a space station
Warps time like a crazy crazy black hole
My boy is a strange one
He's teaching me to become a man
By flinging his banana juice at my
calling you a hun
Strange shit
Even stranger how you spit
Using the goats name as clickbate and insulting his click
Don't you know we don't click like any
calling you a hun
Strange shit
Even stranger how you spit
Using the goats name as clickbate and insulting his click
Don't you know we don't click like any
come by the way that they rattle
When I woke up this morning, yeah
I told myself I had to get some money
(Aye, man
I had this crazy ass dream last
on did him ugly, kicked his bloody face in
Maybe he was mistaken for some great man
In a dirty place he lay in a gray basement
Shaking his scabs, crack
the end
Trust nobody, they gone slime you out, even your own kin
What it is, I'm outside, they hiding
I'm trynna catch me body
Don't need a perc to start
A daydream
Impeded by
Anxious feelings
Of failing
Ailing's of meaning
The importance
Of being important
Look to as being
He who followed his dreams
Succeeding
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