Lyrics:
know what all your mother has said
And I don't want to cast any blame or point a finger
I just don't want your father to be such a fucking stranger
So, I
feeling good
Walk the line
Johnny Cash accounts
Mattress stash it out
Hide it wise
Momma coming by
Lose your piece of pie
Take whats mine
Never had a guide
out Johnny Cash
And the band starts to play
A ring of fire as he walks up
And stands there by the stage
And he say
Hell yeah, turn it up, right
out Johnny Cash
And the band starts to play
A ring of fire as he walks up
And stands there by the stage
And he say
Hell yeah, turn it up, right
want to take it day by day the sun will rise
Who the fuck you killing on gang
Light it up on a bitch, fire up with butane
Introducing myself with my
bruce, brian, bono, beck, yeah chuck berry
Prince stevie sly smokey johnny cash in my chevy
Heard some call me an uncle tom
Now that's petty
I'm
the pro, flowin without question, recollectin
On shit I did in the past, blaze and get Cash like Johnny
Need me? In the back wit the fat sack of chronic
late
Listen more to things that Roni says
Should have been by Buki's side when her mother died
Should have talked to Sound Sultan more before he
getting scary for y'all niggaz now) what's good
There go the apple of my eye, my black butterfly
Don't try to pass me by, like you do them other guys
Cracked windshield that I super-glued
Crumpled-up cans and a beat up bag of Red Man chew
Fix-a-flat, Johnny Cash box set
Half a dozen parking
I write strong enough
To stand in front of a travelin' freight train
Are you trained, to go against Dracula?
Draggin' the record industry by my
Death is your designer none of my niggas never seen a comma
You know we put all our hope in our baby mamas cash never ruled
You get slain by
upstairs, I hug my mother
I kiss my sister and I punch my brother
I sit down on the bed to watch some t.v.
Do my ears deceive me
No that's the fourth time
and watch it grow
The miracle of life is so beautiful
Don't ever let them tell you mother nature is a bitch
Love and restrict only benefit the rich
Loaded
a judge from the start
How I'm a hide love from this mark
This nigga made my homie die in my arms
Had to put a slug in his heart
Mother fuck that
This rapping is not a fling, so you won’t catch me questioning
My ability as a rapper as I capture my lyrics and take it step by step like a ladder
I'm
to the Surface then get ate up by a Bird and regurged to the kids
I want rewards for the graft
Not the pinnacle of fame
I want Critical acclaim
Some Awards for
There's a version of you in somebody's head
Saying mean things that you never said
Cruel and unusual dummy by design
Mouth filled up with somebody
Tryna see my assets growing
Tryna get a stable cash flow in
Wanna stay low-pro while radars are glowing
Pop up like jack-in-a-box just chain smoking
This
returned
On my own accord
Not taking score
I’m taking more
No material accolades
For this carnivore
Just souls and dreams
Goals and green
Cash ruins
chaser
Fuck with my paystubs you might get erased
Cover my bases, take my chips and cash out
Fuck them until they pass out, never call them back
Ow, wow
I
love
No matter what you do money
Stack your guns and ones
Is you with me?
Well throw your hands in the air
All my thugs and soldiers
Fuck it even
to crash
Went broke on a chain
Yea yea
It's way more than that
Put cash on his brain
Yea yea
I'm ignoring that
Whatchu calling fame
Yea yea
I can't love
Beethoven, Bach, and Brahms
I want some James Brown
Even Bruce, Brian, Bono, Beck, yeah
Chuck Berry prince, Stevie, Sly, Smokey
Johnny Cash in my Chevy
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