Lyrics:
crackers with that whine, conceited poor kid
Truthfully how you refuse to be happy is pitiful, but it amuses me
You eat five meals a day and get a free
he was a rat (Ayy)
And I had to pay some people off
I lost a couple stacks
And I had to quit up off them Perkies
Lay up off that
But you could still
drug corps still dealin’
Police still ridin’ ‘round the ‘hood set trippin’
Snoop Dogg still Crippin’, Mike Jones still tippin’
And Sly deSilva still been
when them marks shot Benji
Shame on the girl that left her Fendi around crew
I'da go through it or, take it, we was bound to
Travellin like Vice
anymore
So existential wouldn't be my line
That I would go
But, that'd still be like a family tree
I could sow
Cuz they tell what I'm suppose to live when
dream
They do
Glad I'm still not
What world?
I create when I dream, in my life when I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
When I die
Fix that tie
expectations)
Life's too short to let it just go by
(Free from responsibilities)
Enjoy every little moment you get
(Free from the pressure)
They make everything
guess you think you're hot shit
'Cause the way you made me shake and shiver
And I could do that by myself
Going twenty in the breakdown lane
And I could
Freedom
Isn’t Free
(Yeah yeah)
Ohh freedom
(Yeah we going back old school)
Isn’t Free
I go by the name of Mc Rafiki
Mike check 1,2,3
Yeah
Check it
like I flicked a switch and now I'm feeling good (Bounce)
No way to stop it, now you wish that you could (Bounce)
When the weekend comes I know I'll
white and I'm talking about some shit we generally don't go through
But still I can't ignore it
There's so many people with power that won't go forward
Sheba, Go. Rrraah, Rrraah."
So he sent him on his way and about that time Dick glued back in his dentures,
glued back on his toupee,
stood in front
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
heart for free
Are you feeling down? Have you lost control?
Is your life a mess? Do
Your friends despise you?
Well, here's one weird trick
Discovered by
men said we weren't worth the fuss
You could catch 'em all bitching by the bar
Above the fine line between the rich and the poor
Then Mike turned
to that now than that white lady that clutch purse
Every time I pass by, sometimes makes me ask, "why?"
But thankful for the little things, 'cuz it could
forgettable
If you slept on me that's very regrettable
Fuck is the rhetoric?
Raps like pussy, I will never go celibate
Raps like pussy, when I touch it I'm
spent time
Felt like nothing could stop my drive
And there were other things involved
Not the only thing on my mind
But we'll visit that in a bit, fast
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
Anguilla, I'm smoking killer
We run the game, pussy boy go cry a river
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I
O-H-10 in this motherfucker what they
Thought it was man? Used to?
Fuck that we still get it in
Ohio baby! Machine gun Kells! MGK what up!
Midwest
And y'all still poppin' collars, I'm a dust my kicks
Why y'all still go to clubs and handcuff your chicks
'Cause I'm the only kind of man that she'll ever
Cause I'm a free chick, bcby
Hands up everybody! JUMP! I want it bad
Everybody lets go!
I want your lcve, and I want your revenge
You and me could write
Don't let no body fuck up your high
Father, I lift up my son
I lift up anyone that travels with him and by his speed I pray that you go ahead of him
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