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to be grabbed by the hair after a passionate stare, then have him tear it off till I'm bare while he bends me over his Herman Miller office chair! Me too!
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
Like who gon take it from me
Hopped off the porch right when the trap house was vacant but jumping
Torn into different pieces and thinking how was
Who came before him
Gained fame
Started getting ignored
I warned him
Assured him
This ain't easy take it from weezy
Sleezy people want to be cheesey
Lui Kang
I don't know what y'all see
But we been on the top of these boys
Like a head and a toupee
I can't say what it is but I stay with a stick
Like
blowin' all over town
Well now, I gotta get away and get some country sound
Take it slow and take it easy
Lots of time for livin'
Get out on the road
wheel?
Should I drive it off a cliff so that the problem would get killed?
I been reading bout this obstacle I face and how I feel
So I write about it all
in the house, (we in duh house)
We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (we turn it out)
They probably thought that we would fall off
Be comin
was so enticed
By niggas like slick money and ice
We figure prison it should come with the light
Along with losin' your life
And there were no way
the loot
Had to take game and flip it
Turned around with the digits
Thinkin to myself when will they learn
You swing your ass like a doll
Every dog will take
you apply the gloss
I love you girl girl
You look right in the screen and take it off off
See I cant wait till I get a little taste of you
And I
to switch up on the beat
Hold up
Told the DJ keep it on repeat
Hold Up
Yeah you know I'm too legit to quit
Hold Up
I told em it's a Game Plan ting yeah
(Dj Dent One)
Cap say talk that shit so I'ma talk that shit
Milwaukee step in this bitch, you kno I got it lit
When niggaz cross that line, I tell em
Stuck in my head I cannot run away
Luck is never on my side it's always far away
Coughing up an ashtray
My brains on holiday
Money down in the dumb
Complaints drowned by the music
Playing DJ Lag, Dlala Thukzin
He started rushing with the audience
We were crushed in like accordions
My lungs want wind but
At the wake no kids was there
Father old, pissed off, cause his kids a whore
But he couldn't even flip the funeral was paid for
By this singer who won a Grammy
a lot
If you want some cash, yeah, you really better twerk a lot
Hold on, hold on, hold on, wait a minute, DJ cut the beat
You so fuckin' broke, its only
blacked out and when it happened
A gay man took me out, fuck
Maybe I have AIDS or
Some other STD I’m not aware of, may it kill
Me, may it take me away
a strong limb, I'll never fall off
unless the sustainer of all living things, allows it
And I want you to remember baby, that I do love you
I really do
have energy
I ain't ah killer but bitch it's one that's inside of me
I got a broken soul my heart been taken piece by piece
It's a part of me dat ion
But them two then made it their fucking home
But me myself I gotta be gone
All I remember is fucked up times
Getting fucked up off of hellwater
we're free
New York we climbing that tree
Got them bobbing up and down like a G
No Mary Poppins me
Got it popping off G
Popping these cunts for free, so
poupon
Get too close to the clique
You get clipped
Brains 100% off
Like a head and shoulders coupon
Take a look
I seem light as a feather
But when I'm in
worth
Days turn to years, years take you on a pricey search
Let it go with the past, forgive yet despite the hurt
Another one bites the dust,
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