Lyrics:
peace chains and medallion
I'mma be with Neff do it by myself
I don't give a fuck i got your girl
I'll grab her breast almost grab her ass
I ain't got too
Welcome
to the voice response registration system
of True School University
representing universally
you have added
hip hop ethics
one two zero
for
bitch I'm going in
And I'm with Lil Quil
I came by myself
I pulled up right by myself
Cuz I was stuck up in that cell
And all I had was myself n****
to stae
By the way, guess who made his license plates
Thought I was finished, down, going through the blues
Here's a hundred dollars, go buy some new
And while blood's the only language that your deaf old ears can hear
And still you will not answer with that message coming clear
Does it mean there's no
Rope an old Blue Northern and milk it 'til it's dry
Bulldog the Mississippi, pin it's ears down flat
Long before you take this cowboy's hat"
"Now,
And then a big marine, a giant with a pair of friendly eyes
Appeared there at my shoulder and said "Wait!"
When he came in close beside me he said "Don't
Whenever I start speaking man
Them people's ears be perking up
Ain't no prescription needed G
I'm in my mode forever stuck
That's cause the lamb was
awe of my big bruv
You even crossed Brazil and travelled days by car
And gave the gift of music with that old guitar
Your chords of life I strum to my
grew up to blur the boundary between myself and the actual churning dirt of this place, that it feels normal to me to speak with the voice of weather,
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
fuck you think
You guided by bots think you're living it
It's lies and you're blind I'm just telling you
I'm telling you
It's lies and you're blind I'm
always got it revving
Big black Benz like a Tonka truck
That bitch moving crazy, I don't give a fuck, yeah
Pissed me off by hesitating
Came a way from
ma demilade
Drive by scene with an escalade
Your body fresh peppermint
For the cash am all in
Don't try to sly me
Have it all vanity
Send the dove
Looking at
All this rappers Iv been eating
Even if I was 2 pac by now I would have pot belly
I’m a shot (short) caller
It’s like I’m on the phone with
say, With these words
The congregation heard
By the end of shabbos
It will be difficult to stop us!
177 Bridge
By the end of shabbos it will be
see that he wasn't a large man
I could tell that he wasn't too tall
I judged him to be 'bout five-foot three
And his voice was a soft Texas drawl
stronger temples
Yeah, Yeah
Elevate my soul with yours
And meet me outside of this doors
I feel my unconscious merge with yours
And I hear a voice say
As fragile as it was…
“I’m sorry,” she kept whispering into Jake’s ear.
She wanted to crawl in there with him.
If this was real, she’d have to find a way
at bus stops
Coming and going trains
CD and radio play
Construction ahead
The hammer hitting the streets
Big truck in reverse with the back it up beeps
Wet
I get there
Organic, gambit, wars what I declare
Nice natural bitch with big hair, listens clear
And she's not distracted by the wrist wear
Im
my No Limit niggas now
We do it G style like big see Style
Chorus: computer voice
Represent that Long Beach, Represent that L.B.C.
Represent
dunno."
Inside the package, Waldo quivered with excitement as he listened to the
Muffled voices. Sheila ran her fingernail over the masking tape that
tossing and turning
underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
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