Lyrics:
(By the pricking of my thumbs)
Kill me off but like ban quo I'll come back to plague you
(Something wicked this way comes)
All martyrs seek their cross
from bundle to bundle
And jungle cats smuggle from the Virginia to the cypher
[Royal Flush]
And stack it never, these Queens niggas run is thorough
Y'all sellin' more fake shit than a damn flea market
I see part to most this industry is weak hearted
Y'all see beef, I'm servin' niggas like a meat
deserve me
But a niggas gone do what he want to do ya heard me
I'm a let this go by saying you'll always be apart of me
I just can't answer you when
mattered
But I've never had this much at stake
Don't want to lose her by tempting fate
So I'm gonna knock on wood
Salt over my shoulder
Do anything
themCaught them, this is what he asked them all:(To the tune of "The Smurf Song":)"Where are you all coming from?"We're from Dartmoor, on the run"How did you
but not mines black
Seen a lot cats get yak (for all of that)
Ain't no gettin back, this the shit that comes wit this pack
Three things, guns
THINK THIS IS A BASKETBALL CAMP
KEEP UP SWEAR WE THE DREAM TEAM ITS A BLOWOUT
CALL ME WHEN THE BOSSES MEET BITCH I DONT GO OUT
NEVER FOLD I NEVER TOLD
This is the Lotus
The Underground
Where all darkness meets
For the judgement of their afterlife
Six petals, One pod
And an Army full of Juggalos
Let the cat go, baby shrimp
I'm a pepperoni
Guess we all think about this, don't we?
Owls chew on rocks
Won't the rock-rock broke their bok-bok?
I
soul brother same color chocolate tye is
Roll hard, got traction like tires
Let's have a contest, who get the highest?
Us, Roc-A-Bloc, servin kids
an ode to love and longing
And to declare war against the frailties of mortality
Here!
All the way from Transylvania
Or was it Wallachia?
Is Vlad Țepeș
why you this upset but if the shoe fit wear it like a Locomotor leg
Heard I've got them mad me
I ponder what I did to he
I don't know why you this upset
of dem
big 45 again they clock me so they know what time it is im nice with it
fucking up grime again
capital F the R the I again the S again
ard
this
to this nitti beat,
Hop out the ride, skip the line, straight to VIP,
Step in the club, yeah, you know the girls is choosin me,
Choosin me, choosin me, she
you wanna
Cool Cat backed in that corner, ooh, I got a boner
Please show me my opponent
You and your homie, he with you, that's a bonus
One-one, two
on the bench, now I'm by the rim
I can't fiend for they respect, that's just how it is
I hope you know I mean the best, it's just time to dip
The only thing I
Blinded by the light, going on ecstasy
If it wasn't for this gangsta shit I wonder where the west will be
4 1 3 don't wanna die stand next to me
roof back, La Perla drawers on the cooch cat (ooh)
Ass fat, itty-bitty is the waist size (the waist size)
The Rollie cost a pretty penny, I don't waste
I'll kick the teeth out of your face
I killed the cat there's no more chase
You push on me I'll push you back
So come on girls
let's go attack
Cause this
thinkers, get outclassed by a teen
When I was her age, my concern was parties every week
But now is the day,
That we need leaders to step in and lead
When
We're burnin' up the dust and lightin' up the sky.
The unnatural is tending to the give me one more cry.
Flirtin' with the natural tendencies
you couldn't be saved by John the Pope
Money is the bible, couldn't care about a idol
If you're goin' for the title than it's kinda suicidal
Cause
your never gonna never gonna be cool.
Oooh, mayday mayday I'm under attack by this one little bitch in' who he thinks he's all that,
I fight back,
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