Lyrics:
flex
'Cause I’m with the trinity gang
Same one that got down big Goliath using the littlest man
So I get round there on a diligent search
Whole gang's
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
We're all born sinners
But I'm a born winner
Surrounding myself with
you gettin' into tonight, man?
Yo P, man, I'm 'bout to flex downtown to this club
Word, man? Yo man, that sounds cool, man
I think I'm with that,
you gettin' into tonight, man?
Yo P, man, I'm 'bout to flex downtown to this club
Word, man? Yo man, that sounds cool, man
I think I'm with that,
I just wanna fuck with the person I fell in love with, but uh
Petite waist, sweet face, I'll find another man"
You must have forgotten who the fuck
said when you was flapping your jaw
Push them bricks, the fuck yous rapping for, nigga
Blood red
Blood red
Man, if they don't know by now, they
door, pull out a chopper and a scope
Bullets like the man is dope, red bandana tote
More P's than Mississippi, even David Banner know
I got an Alabama
you salt sandwiches
See, niggas like you can't
Exist without Canibus
Cause you're a poor excuse for a man
You bitch i bang you with hit's
The animal
stand with my feet shoulder width apart,
with the horizon at waist level,
looking and laughing at a red faced devil.
some times I'm Kurt Rambis,
Patch me up quick with a stitch like Lilo
Red wine like my red coupe, white girls want the proof
Jay Rock to a Kate Moss, get out
Fingers on the edge
(I like it straight)
Ice on stakes (ice), pull up with the serious face (skate, pull up, pull up)
The way these hoes like to film a nigga, Lorenz
about?
I think he terrible, music unbearable
Rippin off Mase with that look on his face (oh man)
I rest my case
Kalis, wow, I hate her so much right
the Spirit as
The Savior of man
Would enter Jerusalem
As king on a donkey
Rejected by the Jews an
Betrayed by a friend
Thirty silver pieces
Silent before
the difference
I keep it close by, walking distance
This whole world is fake, it's as real as you make it
I'm a star like David
Where'd you keep the bonsam?
she don't date one
I live positive stay away from snitches
Haters and broke niggas with they face hung
All the folks are ready for
Whenever that day
His father was a man who could never understand
The shame on a red man's face
So they lived in the hills and they never came down
But to trade in
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Sex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the sky
When
the mafia
Not a Tai Omi Ay Wong Sun carrier
Devilman wouldn't even jump over
The train barrier so how can he be a bad man
When he pars with about 25 pricks
If
that mad look off your face for I knock it off
Hey fool you ready for another beating
You should have never came back
Look here man after I crucify
and cop a house by the lake
Takin off like
If you not on board its too late
Push away
All em problems that they try to create
Ima moon man
They ont
the world
Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
"Thanks, that was a David Bowie song"
"What's
Praying for patience
Red pill, man duck from the agents
Come against us, are you brazen
What I'm saying is super like Goku
If you don't know me, I
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
'cause I can
Black face Rollie, got more than one
Might do a freestyle with Chip, Storm, and Santan
Yeah, 'cause I can
Bun what you hear mate, man
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