Lyrics:
you think you know his game and he’ll flip another gaslight
rich motherfucker with his hands on your wind pipe
gather up
i’ll sing a song for you
booth don't you?
Then come and let me coach you
Fuck old dude, he's old news, old in the shoes
And I'm old enough so tell me how old is you?
She said
set him up
And then he was staring down the barrel of gun
Momma said momma said that he was trouble
I guess I see that she was right
Now the bills are
He used to be cowboy strong
The man could fix anything
He worked the farm till the sun was gone
I heard him cry now and then when he prayed
But
the ground, he finna game change
He been tapping into his sound learning to sing pain
& they all claim that they were down but now the game changed
They all
bullets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept cryin'
'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear
bullets, two vests and then a nine
There's a grenade in a box, and that TEC that kept cryin'
'Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty, it's clear
tipping
Bin ripping princess
Cause he's so manly
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Plastic Eating
Butt-Licking
I said my cat ate a bee
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Fridge pissing
I said
and learn the life of looking back"
But he'd spit and slap his side just to see if he's alive
Then he'd sing his banjo song of Santa Rosa
He said
& under cover of darkness he made his way
To the middle of the municipal park
& he hid in the bushes & waited for somebody to come
Walkin' along by
with the chalk?
On your high horse
Snorting Mexican concrete balls
He tried to sneak diss
Said, Quit feeding me soft shit
Which would imply
What you
anything
Living in this poverty
Shii why it gotta be like this
Jus then I got an idea
So I hit up my homie
Like yo nigga
We gotta get rich
He was like
Well, just imagine all the wailing and moaning
La la la la La la la lie
Even little Bill Blake's boy, he had to die
Then Professor O'Rye from Millhaven
frightened
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said 'I'm here to help you, ma'm
By the way, my name's Joe'
She said 'I'm from St. Louis
And I'm only
frightened
Standing out there in the snow
'Til he said 'I'm here to help you, ma'm
By the way, my name's Joe'
She said 'I'm from St. Louis
And I'm only
diner.
He said the years seem to roll on faster
Than they did back when we were kids
Then we need us a break from the grindstone
That's exactly what
(nah)
I'm the first one that said "QC" (chill out)
I ain't never gon' tuck my tale (nah)
I'm a nigga from the NAWF, for real (NAWF)
He poppin' it,
up, check it
I said I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990 ah
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, like MPC Akai
Who I name William
me, hope he mean it
I just hope I die for a reason
They probably won't miss me 'til they need me
Have problems with admittin' that
They need me, lord
row of the church with my hood on
My homie used to rap, he was about to get put on
At his funeral, listening to this church song
His family yelling
horns comin' outta his head
And a basket on his back was full of little kids
Trapped inside by a wicker lid
I said what the hell man, let those kids go
lovely as the spring;
No words would she speak but "Leave them in peace",
And some sad lament she would sing,
Oh one day by the door, at the window he
Aye bro, finally!
Welcome to the album, Listen Hard Or Disregard
(I'm still drunk) Facts, and we're on our way (Yuh!)
Smoke said the folks throwing
finger on his cell phone dial
He texted Bill Gates and said, “I need a new sleigh!”
So Microsoft sent him one the very next day . . .
CHORUS
SANTA’S GOT
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