Lyrics:
visitin' no beyond the beats
To lyrics you are listenin'
Everything I am is probably
Everything they not so
You can call me Moon Man
I have no plan
I just
don't have to shoot you
If you switch
Went from hardcore to beggin like a bitch
Revolutions good to bad
Hoods to rags real niggas to fags
What's
the world
When I call your phone why you don't answer
Don't really like your father but still call him by sir
This girl is poison she'll snake you like
People around the world every year, always ask me, why do they call you the queen of Christmas? And it's really not an answer I can give in a sound
I never 'scuse her
When I see her I have to excuse her
If you don't believe me ask Bruza
Or ask Terror Danjah
Basically no make up can change her
a rocket to the moon
If you do it right like me we boutta get there pretty soon
I don't have to answer questions baby I don't make the rules
You can get mad
come around jockin
On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin
Don't come frontin askin me for a pound
You ain't invited means you simply ain't
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
you)
Ya know, but I'ma do it like my homie say
Check it, I don't give a fuck about fame (fo' sho)
I'd rather deal with the money, why'all can have
And standing in the door
He said, if you've come to take the car away
I don't have it anymore
I don't have it anymore
He got the gospel on the radio
night all alone
And that's why your sittin' there by the telephone
And you know that she ain't goin' to call you!
So you put on the TV and you
my neck and
Said "The name's Howard"
"Damn, it's Howard Stern the radio star
But this is a murderers only bar, sorry
And don't tell me you're
A serial
confession obsession
As you know the secret power start to show
And grow and grow and grow and grow
Up up, away we go
So turn up your radio
Up, up, away we go
I think I'll grow old in here
Don't worry I'll leave the lights on
Don't wanna miss a call of yours
Radio's working fine now
Don't wanna miss a call
And that's why your sitting there by the telephone
And you know that she ain't going to call you!
So you put on the TV and you're watching Johnny Carson
hurting me too
When damage is done
I watch you run
It’s me you call
To me you come
Kisses and tears my one and only
Don’t be lonely I’m right here
Kisses
angus
Never blow no heat or tote no bangers
What you see on TV is Nickelodeon
Street sweepers cleaning out your block like they custodians
Pass by's
yappin'
It's utterly bologna so I'm Muslim to these rappers
Fuck yappin' they lucky we don't clap em
And have them people leakin' like they're CD
time
But if I catch you again
I'm gonna slap you in the county jail
We said thank you sir you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have to tell us
time
But if I catch you again
I'm gonna slap you in the county jail
We said thank you sir you sure been nice
And you ain't gonna have to tell us
ain't love before
And you don't ask for much, but I still give you my all
Till you spin like Usher chain, but you don't have to call
You never looked down
the shit that break you and call it building
Both is spiritual beings conflicted by earthly feelings and yea
Lately I been really needing yo vibe
You remind
go sucker punch any
Usher looking motherfucker
That’s tryna confess me something
Won't you bet me something?
Thinking "dog I bet we hustling
Harder
act like you working
I don't take losses, I take it as learning
Then drop the L, now the money I'm earning
Feeling like Usher, through money I'm burning
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