Lyrics:
it
See y’all all in and I barely fit
Now y’all all in and I barely fit
See these good times, be the half of it
If it ain’t that, y’all can have
it
See y’all all in and I barely fit
Now y’all all in and I barely fit
See these good times, be the half of it
If it ain’t that, y’all can have
't stand (stand, it)
I can't stand (stand, it) (stand, it)
Well how's about you come down and I'll explain?
Get yourself to London on the train
Then
Only now that I'm up she wanna hop in the picture
No poppin' out to no parties, only time for the business
So much work by the daily 'bouta hire
with the legend don't get
Goin' fed to the sharks
Yeah you might live in the sticks
But only livin' off bark
I mean nutrition from the trees if
You
raining outside, but I'm embracing the shine
You know the first thing that came to my mind
Ayo my class start at 10, I can make it in time
But I went home,
Yeah i was real nice on that last year
But fuck nigga thats it
Dont tell me calm down
When u aint come from
Gunshots in yo ear
When its dark out
fiction
You can tell by my rhetoric and expressive diction
And the trees with our names in them hearts that I be scribbling
Next time you hold my hand
leaf, no mushroom It's my friends that get me high
No lies, real loud when we ride
Realize how proud I am of all you guys
Putting that work in just by
Kissing beautiful dimes of women, P-phife like a Five foot Assassin
Unseen the way my flow works its way up in your blood stream
Cured by two doses
just how mundane these thoughts become
When you think them in the theater before the film's begun
As the trailers shake my seat, i cant decide if this is
‘cause it's alright
To take the train
But if you was God's son would
You be hiding in the shade?
I'm Rolling in the Deep
Setting Fire to the Rain
And it's
Das it?
Chess not checkers
Try harder
I’m on mission to get to the chicken
BRRT BRRT where you at
You in the crib lonely as a bitch Screenshot’n onna
wand
Or it gets tragic like the havoc of a nuclear bomb
Then I grab your palm, no pulse you're gone
And if you thought we'd lose our niche in this rap
spot it.
Tryin' real hard to get it,
You can forget it, because you don't got it.
And my skills are excellent, diggin' in the crates
And it's time
better keep the noise down for the neighbours
If this is what I get
Rather get beat up living in a trailer
I can get the heat up
But it makes you weak
And from now on
Look for the benefits in every situation
No longer being inpatient
Just being the best that I can be
And if you see me on the street
all devoted
Suckin that dick of generation habits
If you wanna be better you gotta work past it
A word from the wise worry bout yourself
And you a bitch
and heavy will it is mah charisma
Love to hear you moanin’ when I jizz in ya fissure
Show you how your body works explain it like Clarissa
Dirty talk
I'm so glad you have a wife- In this wolf eat samurai world
You better grab your swords and saw your nads off
You'll get chopped off by the needle
by
It's never too late to get rid of the stress
Theres a whole world out there
Just look up from your desk and
Say that the world is mine
And if you
know my name
By the look on my face, not in this game
I don't wanna know where you're goin' from, where you came
I don't know the difference, it would
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
and told him she want it in her booty
Big fine work it right on time wit the music
Make a nigga spend his last dime on that coochie
A you know how she
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