Lyrics:
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
guarantee this
Joseph's brothers said, By Allah, indeed you know that we have not come to make mischief
In the land, and we are not thieves
Joseph's men
the presence
Of the Red Death. He had come as a thief
In the night and one by one droppd the revellers
In the blood-bedewed halls of their revel,
And died each
Heart)
Hear them screaming for more
(Sing the praise of the master Grimm)
Now take a bow leave the audience wowed
Carry high lantern light
Join in
that it is possible to become intimate with
a stranger, from a distance,
across time and continents,
because i have knelt before a young master in a very
the serpent eyes
And told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies
But in the halls of Pharaoh the walls are narrow
And religion is like a prison
from the hunt
And lays down his sword and head
From the shadows they arise
And to the king's hall the captured take
In chains by iron bound - never
to the master, that's how we both are livin'
So who will stands, who falls, who crowds the halls
This one the DJ calls
Lick the balls
G Vance Wright, go Rick
Square)
The streets were by now deserted
The gangs had trudged off home
The lights clicked out in the bedsits
Old England was all alone
[Chorus - Master P]
[Wish Bone]
Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When I fly ride by die
Niggas want to let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But
BOND! they ain't lettin you in, and this I know
They'll make you stand outside, while inside we say HO!
And you probably would wait there for me until I
common in these parts
Now life in this world can be such a bitch
And dreams are often torn and shattered and hard to stitch
Negative, the attitude that
common in these parts
Now life in this world can be such a bitch
And dreams are often torn and shattered and hard to stitch
Negative, the attitude that
lust spills my blood
Your bodies in the mind
Master of disaster
Master, master
Master of disaster
Master, master of disaster
It's going piece
And I'm scared that I talk too much about what I think's going on
I got a way with this, they might drag me away for this
Put me in a cage for this, I
your mami is
We just friends so she can't Clyde/Bonnie this
Fly walls, dining in fly halls
Come to the master suite, leave every piece in the master hall
Water park mob ties
All we do is slide
Trap jumping Nonstop
Dope boy lifestyle
Probably make it in the Hall of Fame
You know Tooty from a hot block
tortured
They promised them paradise
Tortured like rodents in your cage tortured
To be taken by any means
Just fall in line
They thought they would be spared
To this generated world, so insecure (yea)
We living in a episode & that I'm fa sure (yea)
Rap in the back
No, Dyl with the packs
As he master the dutch,
We the Masters of the Dark Arts
Passengers smashed up in the car parts
Glass sticking into the last
Ticking of hard hearts this is a massacre
It’s
My masters and friends and good people draw near
And look to your purses, for that I do say
And though little money in them do you bear
It cost more
what can I say
This is for never telling me how to stay grounded
Surrounded by family
No paparazzi hounding
Falling in debt, percocets, nervous wreck
Now
The doll who became rich after starting with nothing
Let's see our balance increase by a few more zeros
All Chengdu Group is standing by
Young master hanging
everybody act up
There’s holes in the walls and the halls a disaster
In 10 more years I’ll be slave to the master
(Set me free, set me free)
Slave
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