Lyrics:
live little J Smith
Be as me a dude, yea I can't starve
But that ain't all so if I call
If I fall by the river bed
Would you save me or leave me
imitating
So won't the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records (nope)
team
G want a clip thinkin' I'm takin' this the underground moves
There ain't no more fakin' if you're thinkin' of bakin' it
Straight up and down,
fam)
Throwin down glocks, no more beef
Ay...
Yo, I'm on my grown man
The trees hella frosty, blaze the snowman
Coppers can't accost the floss
We grow
will smith
And I'm about to lose it
Dreaming so much lucid
Still no love no cupid
People still think that Im stupid
Trynna send you my energy
Need
[Ratcliffe]
The gold of Cortés
The jewels of Pizarro
Will seem like mere trinkets
By this time tomorrow
The gold we find here
Will dwarf them by far
waiting for a love that will notice me
Something that you couldn't give me
Where everything is equal and the trust is a breeze, mmm
I'll be freeing myself
chances
Has no more stories left to tell
Bitter sweet is bitter still, you roll the stone against your will
and never stop to look at what went wrong
not for the radio oh oh
But they still gonn' play it
[VERSE 2]
I'm featuring Kuami Eugene soon, No plagiarism
I told y'all my steeze's peerless, No
A apprentice till I start my own kitchen
The premises full of smith n's and bag flippers
I'm a been had nigga
Bitches bopping just tryna smash niggas
Glass
was good, you
know what I mean.
So what can I say man, what a fantastic experience! Something that will live with me for the rest of my life,
no doubt
forge he'd go.
"" I will "" said the smith and they went together
along to the lady's forge did go.
They stripped to the waist hot work , hot weather
he
the Exoskeleton
There's no subject I'm not excelling in
You could be like me (More than you are)
Deoxyribonucleic acid's a classic
But you know I could enhance
[Featuring Killa Tay JT Tha Bigga Figga]
We dump slugs and fuck thugs for their drugs
When push come to shove ain't no motherfuckin love
Bow
shatter illusions with weapons we're using
Or sets we're choosing
No Rolls we roll old-mobile
More real than majority, we're docile but still
ain't done until I get some
More, no need to roar or yell
Cos I can still tell what will sell
And would have sold without yellin over a drum roll
That
[Featuring John Doe]
John Doe/ (Vex):
ohhhhh
yeah
(John Doe, this sound like the Sho Shot)
yeah
?, that flow like the breeze
Won't see me stick to one
I'm falling for them Nas beats
The day I'm featuring with Cole
That's one of my dreams
Time goes quicker by age
More lucid
it
Get started, get stupid
You'll want me body people will walk you through it
Step by step, like an infant new kid
Inch by inch with the new
More need I say no more
Life is just a chore
Bored
Out my mind blood leaking from my thighs
Signs of future actions ignored by the like
Eighty percent I
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
the real Slim Shady please stand up
Please stand up, please stand up?
Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records
Well, I do, so fuck him
jewels to stunt no more, call me mineral investor
I buy shit I can pass down like all of my ancestors
Big diamonds, big gold for the whole world to see
Well it's comfy musical ting called
Groove Armada, featuring Stush and Red Rat, of course
Dip and galang, dip and stand up
Body basic, it won't
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