Lyrics:
get their money on
By makin you weak
Drowning in the sea of
Some big dose of now
No past no future
Let the young grow wild
Ain't gave em nuttin
Some
but was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all the paperwork was in ruins
Nigga kept
He had us doing all the work but was keeping the biggest slice
Took a while to catch on, to what homey was doing
But by the time we did, all
damn lisp
Then you can slit your wrist honey, I insist
My rides are free and carbon neutral
Your girl ride me back to the future
Never the student, yeah
[Intro]
[Akir:] Yo tech, it's the last call baby it's good
[Immortal Technique:] Yeah, you know a remix just feels right dog?
[Akir:] Before we get
a flirt)
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low (I'm a flirt)
And when she's wit her man lookin' at me, damn right (I'm a flirt)
So homie don't bring
long it lasted
We were saddened then ecstatic, saying Michael
Then imagine, then
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Miseducated by these terrible lies
Age
thinking ‘bout the future
It’s not likely to find someone who shares the same humor
So I guess I’m really lucky
Out of everyone you chose me
I’ve been losing
Baby girl you're lookin' like my future
Future, future
(Oooooh)
Baby girl you're lookin' like my future
Future, Future
(Oooooh)
Baby girl you're
Welcome to Rap Opera, the mind of a guy that is not pop enough
Fuck Wagner the times too tough to be pessimistic so his time is up
I today waver
biscuits from my grandma's kitchen
Black magic and voodoo both the same but at the same time different
My claim to fame was oddly strange because I'm me not
You ain't no different from the next cat in my neighborhood who did time
Rhyme after rhymes it's the same topic
What make you think you hardcore
but I don't see a ring
I do three things: code, fuck, and sing
Iced up, like foreign chink bling
You ain't on my level, you hang by a string
Fuckboy
2. Teach You how To Jugg – Produced by Lee Da Rockstar
Lesko
Tell a bitch don’t even call me, talking about hundreds (Jugg money)
Work
Trynna count
I'm hustlin'
Uh, I'm the fuckin' future nigga, what you can't see the facts?
Ya want them pretty things, I'm the one ya need to ask
They come
free My Niggas emancipation my proclamation
It's never competition
I never messure or assess Me
By their damn opinion
I feel like Kodak, wanna Summon
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
finished
Nigga we can have the same equipment
Same damn bitches
Bet these niggas won't even fit it
Gotta be kidding
Like is these niggas really tryna
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
remix I ever did in my life
So So Def
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I can say
My chick on the side said she got one
From a birthday to a funeral in a couple of days
And I was just locked down doing years and it
Felt like a couple of days
Cause time flew by while
could die in agony and bang mine
We losin' when it's game time
Ain't possible dickhead
Like tryin' to cum and piss
And the same time
I don't bang slime,
(Chuckles)
It's Gentle
The remix
Ya
I know that he don't treat you right
And you don't wanna leave, you tryna sleep with me tonight
And we can take
(Mmm)
Look
The first time was blessed had to do it again
Some like a remix it hit like a stem
Ask for the pipe?
Told her bring me a friend
Plumbers
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