Lyrics:
ain't nothing but a dope man's bitch
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Poppin' that trash might get you fucked up
Will sit and cry if
to live it
But that doesn't mean retirement
But I don't like who I am in this environment
I forgot what this art's for
I didn't get through Freshman
to test landin' then you expandin'
Kick in the door, let the next man in
(Let the next man in)
(Let me hear that) Mom's crib
Saltfish, fresh bacon, some
the perfect man,
To help us hatch this plan!
Welcome to London!
We're cockneys!
And this is what cockneys wear!
Bodies watcha know 'bout bodies?
Nothing
the perfect man,
To help us hatch this plan!
Welcome to London!
We're cockneys!
And this is what cockneys wear!
Bodies watcha know 'bout bodies?
Nothing
in the Queens wear the mask
Stick up kids with the Tommy Hil wear the mask
Yeah everbody wear the mask but how long will it last
I thought he was
In a way I feel stuck
So much fake love and
The hatred
What a shame man it sucks
I don't pay that shit much
My attention stays up
Imma Heru
Nothin
being led to the captain's office
I was still just trying to figure out what I
Was about to go through i got lost in
The thought of how each step that I
the mass that
Hackensack, highway to holly for this cashmere
Satin pro, got the somali, rolls on my mind
In France I dance by the moon
Sailin' from
of female muppet in a doctor's uniform)
The doctor makes you well real quick
If by chance you're feeling sick
She works and works the whole day long
in this bitch, you know I'm a menace, nigga
It's uhh, what is this? DipSet
What is this? Byrd game
What is this?
That certified G, let's get back
of
A cheese shop really, is it?
Wensleydale: Finest in the district, sir
Mousebender: And what leads you
To that conclusion?
Wensleydale: Well, it's so clean
Harlem, others call it Westfield.
So fuck you if you wear ADIDAS,
and just kidding if you ever get to meet us,
and if you fall for that, man you're as dumb
man's bitch
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Poppin' that trash might get you fucked up
Will sit and cry if the dope man strike you
He
He keep on paging me
And your man, you know these digit's?
(What's up Nutt-so?)
You ain't nothing but her man
Now ain't that wicked
It ain't nothing
have that?)
As we proceed
(Well give it to me)
Aye yo aye yo signed sealed delivered in just the nick of time
Rare I'ma give it to 'em my design
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
I'm like three flows in on this verse
So what that tell you? That tell me that
These niggas do a lot of cheerleadin' (lot of cheerleadin')
And these
my love unspoken
Somewhere in my broken heart
I hope that in time you will find
what you long for
Love that's written in the stars
And when you
there is no mistaking
Just a notion
That you'll be walking up to me in a while
And you smile and say: "hello" and
We'll be dancing through the night
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
know what I'm sayin?
Throwin it up
Grape Street
Nutty Blocc
Front Hood
And all them niggas out there in Compton
Rollin 30s
Harlem
Ah yeah
Pueblos
kombucha
Just COLTRANE
5th Ave
Blow
Sax on the block
A great day in Harlem
Well maybe that's the problem
We living for today
We ain't thinkin bout tomorrow
Codeine
COBAIN
Cold brew
No kombucha
Just COLTRANE
5th Ave
Blow
Sax on the block
A great day in Harlem
Well maybe that's the problem
We living for today
We
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