Lyrics:
And now here's the run
Run Free And Play
Your child will be
Grown up one day
So follow your dreams
It's the only way
And mean what you say
It'll make
and you can't quit
You either got it or you ain't shit
Ya what's up its Haystak bein innovative, creative
ain't gettin my dough ya dig, yeah
Money makes
?
My name is Jim Jones
My name is Jim Jones
My name is Jim Jones
Who the hell are you?
I will deliver
'Cos I'm your Reverend Charisma
And by
Let's go!
Your time is running out, I'm talking here and now, I'm talking here and now
It's not about what you've done
It's about what you doing
again
I drove around town, I'm burning gas
Got my 4 by 4, and a twelve pack
I still don't know, what she's all about
But we got plans, well let's head
the message resembled Brenda's Got a Baby
What's crazy was, I was hearin' about it
But doubted your ignorance, how could you ever
Just put her on blast
the day it happened
Aw, you the shit Dave, you be killin' everything you did
Got the whole world talkin' all about what you did
Got your old girl talkin'
range. I hear my Master's call
Yes, I am going home, boys, when the work's all done this fall
Fred, you take my saddle. Jim, you take my bed
Johnny, take
Whatchu think
What's up
On my fifth drink
I ain't even caught a buzz
Jim Beam in my cup
Whatchu thought it was
It ain't fair
Couple duds blowin
jumpin', keep your heart muscle pumpin'
Hillel be jumpin' on that little baby frumpkin say what, you got a pumpkin in your pants?
When you're just
jumpin', keep your heart muscle pumpin'
Hillel be jumpin' on that little baby frumpkin say what, you got a pumpkin in your pants?
When you're just
fucking song
Let's do this though
(By any means necessary)
This is for the culture let's go
A fool with it the flow old school
Let me show you how a grown
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Do this for Brittany and my kids bitch
Walk in the booth and hit the kill switch
Lauderdale I hope you feel this
Death before dishonor
That's some
to Jim
And whispered in his ear
You must die Jim
Jim do you hear
Jim rolled a smoke
Finished off his beer
Pulled on his coat
And he disappeared
And Jimmy
what I want, so the question isn't can I?
Latino in this bitch and I aint dancing Macarena!
It isn't necessary when you got this kinda flow
And you
Yeah
About to drop this freestyle for y'all
If you know what I mean uh
About to spit this lame freestyle but you know
I'm not very good
what you want now now now now
Check it
You see I live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor
And women that are real life scratch'n'sniff
billion humans
Biggie Smalls on the planet Earth
Someone help me! Regardless of who or what, I love you
Someone help me please! Word is bond, I
Now he's being trailed by the FBI
What's going on with you Jim
What's going on down inside your soul
What's going on with your heart
What's going
inhaling all the asbestos;
Tap into my mind and you can find what manifests this/ south side bangers and we won't stop till they arrest us;
The Nexus in
window at night and
Wake up your inner child
I don't wanna grow up
Hey look what you made me do Jim Davis
Watterson McGruder look what you did
I'm just
Potsy
Nigga's get blamed for every thang
From robbin you house, to ho stroll's
And the Tropicana cocaine
And if the sun turned black
"Yup a nigga did
the place rockin' from front to back and)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Nigga, what you think, who makin' the bank, huh)
Got in the club and lookin' at these players
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