Lyrics:
Anyways, this song was written by our friend Glen Shirley
Um, hope we do your song justice Glen, we're going to do our best
Inside the walls of prison my
desire
You're my ray of sun
Make me forget all the things that are wrong
Don't go just yet, let's walk by the sea
Right on the coastline, that's where I
Drakeo man you dead wrong
Battle up with Kim Wan
My convo kimbo, your bitch is a nympho
Oh that's what you kill for
Be dead 'fore we switch songs
Graves
Cannot trust, I be followed by some fake ones
COD zombies yeah I gotta keep a ray gun
Keep a ray gun
Take you
Yuh bad lil shawty I could take you
a killing
Until my pen is spilling blood
I need a drug like penicillin
This music that we love has hell as a ceiling
Nicky Tapping in
The sum of a man is
Ain't nobody dippin' out the back of the club like, "Oh my God he's trippin'"
Only time you get the blade is probably with the dang lawn equipment, ain't
Bitch i just left
Taco Tuesday with this black haired bitch
Look just like Wednesday Addams
Baby face
Baby I ain't Ray
Shooters just like Ray Allen
the fuck does this shit happen to me
Need to get to work on planet Kame
My spaceship left the planet
So the parts you cannot have it
Pulsar rays that look
Introduction
(Ray Price - Willie Nelson)
When the evening sun goes down
Hi neighbors it is sundown at our house
As we make this new Columbia album
an invasion
But, yo, I can't go on
Because this is the end of my part on the last song
Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks
For all you
on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the Garden, while we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit', dogshit by my hip
pores (pores) this Patron got me heated.
Security know what it is w/ me, I'm gettin' weeded.
The hoes say I'm conceited. N*ggas say I'm a fool.
My chain
guns,
Just gather your facts, Ray Gunn finna grapple an axe,
To spaz on a track and come up for a stab in the back,
You're rapping is trash, my rapping
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
nah
It don't matter if you're feeling down just hear out the sound of my strum
I don't know what all this stress about, cause I know the best is yet
seen shit on my Ray Charles shit
Double Cs up in this bitch ain't no Coach or Cartie bitch
I need a phreak dip solid body yip dip
One that ain't gon
the shadows
This ain't a game
We're coming by stealth
You know I got wealth
Brain carnage self
THERE'S no return
Speeding neck and neck with my own
a hearse
You owe me rappers, this da time to reimburse
This song is only one take
Never had time to rehearse
Am da true rap savvy
All you emcees worthless
to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period, here's a Maxipad
great
She is un effected by the rays
Melanin
In the skin, in the face
A body of gold
With a mind full of diamonds
My Nubian queen is perfection
Some
about it, go be a sell out
No hope for you, I don't how you see rays of sunshine
The only beam you'll see is when layin' my punchlines
I let you off
the longest song
This is the longest song, the longest. My longest song
Cause I need you, I need you, ah the longest song, I need you
This is a song
put me out my misery, I can't do this again
Mom, please stick to a decision
Discipline, last thing I wanna do is listen
She's like Lex Luthor, b-,
put me out my misery, I can't do this again
Mom, please stick to a decision
Discipline, last thing I wanna do is listen
She's like Lex Luthor,
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