Lyrics:
life
You're the only father that I ever new
Who's your daddy
Who's your daddy
As you live many years
Things take on a repeat
You're the only father that
I want im gone do shit my own way
I just got back from New Orleans hoes was everything but saint
Every drive thru I go to I say I got my own drink
(ayy, ayy, ayy)
Diamonds they shine in the dark (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She from LA but she live in New York (what?)
But I ain't worried 'bout that (worried
from New Orleans was like a scene from my youth
And I thought of her lying on the bed with her red, and then blonde hair
And I longed to be with her,
So I'll probably have a warrant by noon
But I'm still hungover the moon
And my eyes look like typhoons
You died sooner than I assumed
The local news
all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to new orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Yeah I was working for a while on a fishing
of unity can sound to some like a foolish fantasy these days. I know the forces that divide us are deep and they are real. But I also know they are not new
from New Orleans
Lame nigga where the peace
I'm a beast, I'm a dog
Got the coke on the dresser
Got the 40 in my pants
Pull it out, I change the weather
the board live in fear
Coz world’s gonna be a purple pangea
Draft, attack, conquer Australia
Blitz New Zealand and fortify to Asia
Red’s piping up, looks like
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
your beats are for bars
Cause DNA can never live in a cell
If you ain't got no heart nigga
If y'all wanna know why I brung
All this to the center stage
to New Orleans
Number one for our tradition ain't no In-between
We grinding in the trenches
We get it by any means
This the anthem for my state and I want
Tired of the Titti bars
And da New Orleans saints
I'm from KC
What da Fuck do you think
I been working all winter
Now I'm gone break the bank
Brought baby
They necessary!
We escaping from New York! Ya heard? Listen
It’s been a minute
But ain’t a damn thing changed
I’m still Big Tigger, still doing big
never fell off that cliff
Let's get it started
9/29, oh, ay, I've been a target
Whether in New Orleans or when I set it off
With the bars in the morning
to take a stand
And spread the Gospel in the land
Before the coming of the Son of Man
Yo Souls are fallen by the wayside
A yo they're living a lie
Because
Lookin' at the Devil
He's starin' back at me
I was on my way to Heaven
But Stopped in New Orleans
I met a witchy woman on the street called Desire
I
Physics
Get on task fool, Trap til a trillion
Wrote these raps in New Orleans and performed them in New Zealand
Word to Pusha T and that's legal drug
Who are we fooling?
Hell is hot, fire is proven
To burn for eternity, return of the student
That never learned how to live right just by how to shoot
and to this day
I live for them
Dawg, I'll tell you straight up
A lot of things have changed since I came
I feel the only thing that stayed the
Same are
Tell 'em fuck the world 'cause I'm hood by nature
Feelin' that way is how the hood'll make ya
The hood is vacant, the streets are empty, yeah
Mr.
hinten
Denn sie kennt den New York Times-Artikel
„Jewish Rapper Takes On Germany's Hip-Hop Scene“
Back from the death wie der Sensenmannrücken
Keine
Let's go back to yesterday
When a phone call cost a dime
In New Orleans, just a nickel
Turn back the hands of time
Turn back the hands of time
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell.
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I happened to be employed
Workin' for
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