Lyrics:
FREAK
This is for my tail clappers, mail stackers
Ass shakers, cash makers, who blast Vegas
Yo, this is for the freaks baby, petite ladies
Even
spray til they decay
The ones who hate everyday
But how long? (Must we flash and pop)
How long? (Must we show demons we can't be stopped)
[Tech N9ne
days, yeah)
Well, let's talk about the good old days (let's talk about them shits)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Take you on this lyrical high real quick
gotta move on
Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb
Don't worry, if it was meant to be, it'll be, soon
This can't be life, this can't
No-one, comin' around, giving
This nigga ideas, he gets
With his niggas and he really do what
I do, and be like 'yo, we need
To, ah man, I need to, we need
to be beat
I'm good to go
Good to go, I'm good to go (I'm good to go)
Good to go (I'm just staying in my flow)
Good to go (I'm good to go)
Good
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
you say?)
I said we won't get no radio play but we probably
get some pussy for this.
Nate:
You can't be he-ey you can't be my lady but I'll let you be
crazy in this world, you know what I'm sayin'
True ting, you ah talk, dawg (check it deep)
Yo, the crazy adventures of Miss Money Jane (crazy ting)
Uh, Felli Fel, Ne-Yo, Yeezy, Calm Down, Easy, Easy
Keep tellin' me you got a man
But he can't do what I can
Let me, show You what you been
happened
Yo what’s up stop playing with me
I can’t get a call or text back but you can be on Instagram and shit
Yo get off my phone with this shit right now,
school
So if you comin' at me, be ready
Cause there ain't no way I'm gonna let somebody play me
We can talk about this, lets talk about it
We can talk
the cameras don't get aired here
They can't see you
Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do
And you don't appear to be a peer to me, for real
You should kneel
they be dick riding
Dont fuck with broke bitches they can't sit by me
I dont fuck with broke niggas Nigga bag back
Say yo money green nigga Where yo cash
days, yeah)
Well, let's talk about the good old days (let's talk about them shits)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Take you on this lyrical high real quick
can't deny, that
What is good, this is really hot, what, what is good, this is
Really hot, hot, this is really hot
What is good, what is good, what is
and feet
This boy whose name was Brian
And he grew, grew, grew and grew
Grew up to be
Yes he grew up to be
A teenager called Brian
A teenager called Brian
Yo, can I hear this record by Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock?
Hey, man, you sure you wanna hear this, man?
You sure about that, man?
Alright
Right
still torn
Life gone from her womb
Don't worry, if it was meant to be
It'll be soon
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes shaitan got me by the pressure
from this one
But the question is
Not so much whether disarmament
Is desirable or
Even whether it can be achieved, but whether
- if we were able
legs closed
It would be just a waste of time
But you know, you wouldn't get far, fuckin' them rap stars
You know who you are, I wrote this song for you
Doofus is not a muse, it's a duplicate
Riddle me, riddle me, yo why does a little league
In second fiddle belittle me when it'll be literally
Killa B
I found my name
Knew it'd be okay
Knew i's see the day
Yo go and pray live yo mothafuckin life day by day
Yo go and pray live yo mothafuckin life
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