Lyrics:
our labor in a plastic bowl
Now the summer air is turning cold
But it's warmer by the fire where we're burning all the files and the videos
In time
I see
My life's like a video game, just me
I seen God kiss my forehead while I asleep
Told me I was the chosen One -that must be me
Every time I think
not broken
I feel attacked by the cameras flash
I'm trying to relax, fall back, get off the ambulance path
It ain't funny but I'd rather just laugh
I got out, it was just for bringin niggas drama
So set up the beef, I bust it down
And guarantee the opposition never see the 2nd round
And by
the real story
(Stop Bhad Bhabie)
Finally reached out to my dad
We met at the mall on some other shit
Pissed off by his tattoos 'cause they had
Fuck the world saved by the hip hop
Fuck the whole anti cop
Now it's all like the world is all headshot
Like cumspots on video tapes and internet
Pacific/Eastern times
And the Bayside "Saved By…" teens
Who were opening with lines a
Nd the songs that became our themes.
"Like a Prayer" and "Like a Virgin,"
producer said to young lennon
"they can't all be ballads julian"
open up your eyes and see the beauty over there
Open up our ears and be surprised by what
whole rap to match my ((?))
Shittin' on MC's, wipin' my ass on they notebooks
How the broke crooks in videos leave me stressed
I'll turn on channel 2
your niggas with you
Battle on the cordless, but die by a handgun
Deleting violators until there aren't any reamaining
Oh yes the battle begins ?
?
of the hinge
Grab the VP by the post office assistant with tints
Hit ya head of promotion with a fist of the chins
There's a crew of hungry niggaz sellin clips
on
(Know that it's on)
I peep something coming towards me on the dance floor
Sexy and real slow
Saying she was peeping and I dig the last video
"So when
video ho
I passed up a whole bunch of one-night stands
By talkin' too much like I was tryin' to be their man
I won't make that mistake again, mark my
em Cristal name brand clothes
Iced down jewelry fly cars and hoes
Let those bitches think they're rich poppin' Mo' in rap videos
My daughter's
time so jump in, baby
Been a long time waiting on the sidelines
Live it up let it out baby, it's about time
You watch your exercise videos
While
dollars and they made by Maury
My shit's ridiculous, got gold in my toilet stool
And bitches want to swear there's diamonds in my swimmin pool
"He's so
whole rap to match my ((?))
Shittin on MC's, wipin my ass on they notebooks
How the broke crooks in videos leave me stressed
I'll turn on channel 2 if
Walked in the door seen my face on the tube.
Stood there and tripped off the gaffle video.
It went off, I looked up and said its time to go.
Girl said she
body structure
Ready to rupture
At times I sat back to think again and again
How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends
My mind traveled
In the liquor store
Now I done purchased me a forty-O
Liquorice types, bootleg tapes
Hat off the rack, battery for my DAT
Vigo, fill some more, by
Watching the video screens vengeance burns hot through it's soul
Starting the sequence by punching the code the password is just one word-burn
Time to abort
to like to be deceived
We'll watch ourselves on video. (and I'm still waiting)
And if tomorrow ever comes we'll curse the day we were conceived
We'll
the nigga say do true thangs Tela
Who shot a video at Blue Flames Tela
Who is the nigga that keeps it off the chain
And still let it rain Hold up pimpin man
Hey, hey you, looks like you've got lots of time. Staying up real late, sleeping all day. Look at you playing your video games. Drinking slurpees
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