Lyrics:
be deplatformed
Drag them off the dance floor
Kick them out the back door
And if they're asking
"Whatchu do that for?"
Then tell them sweetly darling
Of course let's get back to
The subject at hand
The mixtape the public demands
Wanna download it to their porn disc drive
Drive by! Pedestrians in a panic
in God’s plans
I don’t live a fake life, I don’t live a fake life
I know I am in God’s plans
Let me just end it here and say, Just as Dr. Martin
desperately tries
To clamber back)
Who is it?
(amused)
I couldn't see but I have a pretty good idea
Miss Halcombe little minx!
My wife's sister, good God
fucking posers
They don't know wassup with him
You know god don't play with him
Ima dunk above the rim
Ima go run up a bag, I can't take it with me so I
clowns
By the way, who the hell is that
That is Mr. Marcia, our explosive
Ordnance expert. If it can be Blown up, he can do it
Damn straight and your new
flavs, god.
Known for sendin' garbage mcs to the graveyard.
I pack a gat, not a slingshot;
Step to this and get an ass-whoopin' like rodney king got.
and forgotten
If this is the life I gotta live then I rather be underground in a coffin
They won't let the people go, you see they love to play God
Play God
They
and your crew!
So what nigga, is it you want to do?
In ninety-fo' I kick the wicked for the bitches
For the real trick deez who can dig it
'Cause
to talk
He let us step
I'm steppin' in
Just got a Glock
I gotta' spin
Slide down my block lil' boy ass down bad
It's for the older opps it's so sad
Said
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines
The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh)
The shells'll bang, make everything outta your
(bring it back)
Verse 1:
Long hair, lipstick, lil mama, who you with?
Lookin' all mean, like the dream, shawty you da s***
Let you pass by so I can see
a nickel
Wacka wacka doo-doo yeah
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local
me spin my wheel.
Hit em' with the bomb inside the brain
I step in the game with a ledgendary artist, gotta do my thang
And uh, it's on god and me,
we all on the line
Shit's we had to do, shit we had to rush
Uh dreams I saw from the window
Life is gettin' scary as i'm
Followed by the shadow
Momma
back to the very first scene now
December 4th, a child is born
Before I knew it, had my pops trousers on
That's how we do it when the man of the house
hitting a pose
I go wit it pick and a roll
A boss ion do what you told
I don't got time to play mind games wichu
Boa that shit old like it's mold
Can't
like Coronavi- I'm playing playing
That was ill advised
Not the healthy need a doctor it's the sick
God be watching through the test like he proctoring
hard, I need a woman that rolls by God
And the only man she loves is Todd
But will you be around when the raindrops fallin'
Or could it be you never
Bouncin
Now I'm chillin in Virginia weather
My city bout it
I can't help but do a two step
Lil side to side, Lil sway
Don't get me started with my
together, I'll pray for you
Then it's right back to these pesos, I'll
Side step on these lame
Side step on a hoe
Side step of that fool, fool
Side step
Selling a ounce or two, that's what the hell I do
You don't like how I'm living, well fuck you!
This is the dope game, and I'm in it
My nigga g, will
you killed Dr. King
You will not get that chance to do that to me
And if it pleases God that you do kill me, right after you kill me
All of you gon'
maybe I should run it back....wait, no, no no no no.
Maybe we'll do politics? You guys like politics? politics? you like that right?
[Politics]
Ritch
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