Lyrics:
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
F-your
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
Fuck your
Sorry mum don't blame me I ga no choice to fight back the devil by my self don't worry I ga backup
FUCK This World with the fucking people in it
I'm not
a marlin fish
Making up dank copy pastas on the fly man, Stormitive that fly man, high mode, wingspan
Show me where your vape is! Shawty u so basic
Bippity
in?
'Cause when you leave me hanging that's where the end of my rope is
Still I'll never show it, cause I'm still swimming with the sharks
Ain't it hard
rap shit
Cause I do that shit in my sleep guy
I'm sicker than a Zika mosquito
I get a bitch to give me a little head
But the urge to commit murder with
Put ya booty into rehab (Why?) 'cause ya back high
I back by 2 women drinkin' some Ackrite
She rolled up and gave me the sack, tie a back tie
That
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
on my Father
And it's not by phone
I only live in this world
This is not my home
I know where I belong
And that's where I'm a be
When I'm gone
While I am
I dig Modigliani (1)
Jolson doin' "Swanee (2) "
Several maharanee (3) are my intimates, too
I played with Montovani (4)
That's a lot of string to get
With that seratonin drip
Coming out the tip
That’s the preroll
Eyes wide open
The entrance to my soul
So get in me
Stuff my pasta
You must of lost
don't make me have to do ya
Boo-ya, you see what Lunatics'll do to ya
Tip-??? pursuer, get 'er in a room and do 'er
First cat out the Lou that you knew
And you know there was somethin' about you baby
That I liked that was always too good for this world
Just like you always said there was something about me
I get fresher than some mints
Cos me being this super dope MC meant
That it was time that I killed these lily lovin' lacking
Nit wits with lyrics
to invent ways to get out this plight
As I sit here and think clear of how much I miss ya every night
We're In-Dex so get out the way and let us shine
I'm
progress is the model
Man the first show that I ever done sold out was in chicago
Yeah, yeah, living like I've been ready to die
Maybe not, I don't know why
[Eightball]
Bitch, I ain't got nothing but time, so I'ma get out on these cuts
and grind, keep my mind on cloud twenty-nine
my player ways keep me
God!""
This is the cause of fighting
Dying here for the world to see
Shots from a pistol could've missed you
Where would my people be?
Maybe it's
This is the greatest country in the world
You young people here in Baytown, Lee High School have an
unlimited future in front of you
Don't throw that
to sleep at night I hear you breathing
And it's like
It's not much different this momentary sleep
Cause I get the chance to see you every time I dream
Sweet
And Poppy
Big L
They got Proof
Tah and Swipey
Don't tell us it ain't
Because it might be
The government paid to
Get em
Spike Lee'd
X'd out like a raver
In
best of friends
They in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
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