Lyrics:
Niggaz on the left, brag shit to death
Now hoods on the right, wild for the night
Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what
Clan in da front, let
Venus or Mars
You worked and you laboured to
Build your wild dream that you'd be the man
With the first submarine
O'Donovan Rossa, ol' Breslin the boy
and sippin'
Old gold, red bull, hands on my dick and
I'm just lampin' with my EK shades, truck-jewels, obviously the man's paid.
But of course not, brother
learnt that 'by now
Heard she fuckin' with the opps (damn)
And she was just on they block with the same nigga you was tryna pop (what?)
Man, this shit
a man like D-E-E, come on
Come on do you really think I give
Two shit's if you're greazy?
I don't think so
You man ain't seen greazy yet
When my mandem
sitting nice
I'm talking popes, linen white
You niggas old, due to actual facts
I get actual gash by the hour
Sex in the showers
Put time in, grind, get
doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest
doing doughnuts, feel lawless
It feel like the Wild Wild West bitch
You asked for it now you fucking with the best bitch
Feel like a hollow to your chest
I am hearing now
Bout the wild times and all the sin
And the car got cold and clammy and this old man looked at me
He said boy I've come here for
Last week, this old man I had to blast
'Cause he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't
nigga, I don't give a fuck
If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga
Stand up
You don't want to see the triggerman bust
Hit you and your mans
nigga, I don't give a fuck
If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga
Stand up
You don't want to see the triggerman bust
Hit you and your mans
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
(Yea yea yea)
Renegade mafia nigga
(GradeA on the beat)
(Huh)
Niggas ain’t really pulling up man
Niggas ain’t slidin’ man
(Huh Huh)
I say pull up,
Wild with mist, the Turner paintings shine
Upon the walls where I stand and gaze
Embedded in the wind and water
Emboldened by the sight of other
On the shores of gitchgoomy by the shining big sea water
Hiawatha old and grayin' listened to the older prophet listened to Lagu
And the young men
been invaded by a white man's DNA
So now everyday we pray that this slavery will cease to replay in our minds
They said I was free, but everyday they
hungry wild full I'm Belgium
Why be a square brother we aint Sicilian
Kingdom civilian count us by the millions
If you dont believe me let let me tell you
He's not a man, he's a loving machine.
- Jockomo feena nay! -
(Refr.)
My Wild Man, and your Wild Man,
Sitting in Angola .
My Wild Man
The time is running out, tick-tock, like the grains of sand
Every man sharpens man, like steel sharpens steel
The threat of a war is real
Where
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
that pain every time I get love thoughts (Damn)
We be outside going wild with the gang
But I'm pale so I gotta wear sunblock
(Devv)
Her old man left so
the weak, end up in a coffin
Play cool, that's the old school rule, man
Keep your ears to the street, y'all never lose man
Make your enemies believe
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