Lyrics:
me? I say, fuck y'all
Got the same team that I came in with, ducking all that lame shit, ay
Everyone, I know is on go
Drive-bys, while rolling in a 4
I gotta take you off here
Book one, strategy, tactics, techniques
Look dumb, but massively notice the weakness, in all them
Gotta shoot only if
corporate greed
But no matter, they'll thrust us in they will indeed
To places so mind-numbing that our brains can't feed
We're a fruit, they're a hand,
'Cause she knows she's good
She's fed up of should
She puts on her red hood
And rides into the woods
If I knew I'd live in shame
Just to be near you i
Everybody shut up, woo!
Everyone listen up!
Hey, hey, hey, uh
Hey, hey, hey
If you can't write in the proper way
If you don't know how to conjugate
bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Say hallelujah peoples, say hallelujah oh yes!
Yes, yes in the name, the name of, in
run to the money like this shit a race
Bitches in my face
Please just give me space
Glock up on my hip get up out my face
Balaclava on so you only
dem deevn need fi be in existence
yow
Fi dem badness a just actin (acting), dat a protein
Him ago need it, when di mini 14 bruck up bone zeen
Poppy
my song
Brain damage
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted
Prescription medications bein taken by the future
Crush em up and snort em modern-day karmasutras
Loosen the nooses they choosin Blues till they're
tell it all and I can't tell at all
How we ended up this close together
The propensity for propaganda
All they tell is lies
Who be out here really making
the introverts, the motherfuckers that don't fit in (Yeah)
The drug-abusers, codeine users that been hurt by women (Yeah)
I'm a drug-abusing, codeine using,
you lose it?
Catch up, we're not living in a kingly age
Yeah, I'm looking at you, Lindybeige
Won't see me in the club, there's a reason
Ayy i dance like
to some, a regular modern day Shakespeare
Jesus Christ the King of these Latter Day Saints here
To shatter the picture in which of that as they paint me
sniffin' money
I throw my hands up and say, "It's good" like Gene Tunny
Come here pull my finger, so I can let the funk flow
E-Swift the funk bro,
Stack up and rack up then
Impact your natural vernacular
Not English we slangin' for packaging
It's like everyday that we're getting active
Moving that
down like a settlement
Because my Pippylong, like Mrs. Messersmidt
And they call me a modern day Edison
Even though I don't know where my head is in
I
you are the modern paraoh
cnd in the end time
You will crumble down
Im waiting here to burry you in shit
Time has come
Your world colapse
Fuck you
bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Could you bring it up?
Say hallelujah peoples, say hallelujah oh yes!
Yes, yes in the name, the name of, in
been studying so hard, we've been doing all the work
We've been going up and down, learning every English word
We've been having so much fun, we are free
to show out for the showdown
Cause its all looking like its finna blow now
They be hard pressed up in here need a blow out
That's enough cheese if you
unless they catch you (Obie Trice)
We all die one day (go)
Niggas, when I step up in the bar (uh-huh), faggots wanna look (what?)
Like you
Do you see the drugs in hand that ain't no mitt
Do you see the orange adderall that's comin' out in spit
Do you see the 22 year old curled up
I am learning English as a 2nd language
On the bus journey back home to my family
In the west end of this city
Where I was told that we could live
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