Lyrics:
it
I'll fight you for it
On fire
Defrosted
But never a flake
Call me Tony
A tiger
Man I'm feeling great
Put food on your plate
I write till it's late
sits by himself in a corner;
But never what answer to make he knows, When others with questions come.
Where have all the Kings gone…
A witless man
One by one by one by one they fade
In a slow silence of audio sort of way
In a rundown, rundown, rundown, rundown state
I feel numb now, numb now,
can't hold it down? oh the shit gon' hit the fan now
spin around let your whole crown man down man down
[Street Life]
I live by the street code
he don't sell his soul"
"He should be good, man, he signed to Cole"
"He from the hood, nigga, down the road"
"He was just jugging right by
Yeah I'm liking that yeah
Look when you come
From the jungle
Everyone's different
They got they own struggles
And when I say that man Everyone
Yeah, I'm liking that
Look, when you come from the jungle
Everyone's different, they got their own struggles
And when I say that, man, everyone
(What are you going to sing, Miss LaVon?)
(Singing in the rain)
(Singing in the rain)
They don't want to see me shine no more?
Yes, of course
Yes,
Anything you want girl
I'll bet you never seen it like this (uh oh, y'all know what this is)
Just stay up on that floor girl (for all the girls
etiquette
I'm definitely very inspired by that, man
I appreciate you and everything you do
Shout out to Gonzalo
Shout out to motherfuckin' Malcolm
Nigga, who
Man f**k them niggas, ha ha
f**k them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
f**k them other niggas cause I'm down for my niggas, what
f**k
, Caleb, Hourmazd
He's Kamil 2.0
Shame!
Stop looking homeless (Savage!)
What did you just say?!
Thank you for the 12 verse rap you wrote me by the way for
niggas 'cause I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas man
Fuck them other niggas
What niggas? Them niggas? Yeah, dawg, you with it?
Fuck 'em, let's
niggas 'cause I ride for my niggas
I die for my niggas man
Fuck them other niggas
What niggas? Them niggas? Yeah, dawg, you with it?
Fuck 'em, let's
Don't you know what a rib is
That go way deeper than giving me all your digits
Who finished?
Every time a boy lookin' at you skittish
I be right by yo
Don't you know what a rib is
That go way deeper than giving me all your digits
Who finished?
Every time a boy lookin' at you skittish
I be right by yo
feeling sound
« My friend, why do you wear
2 hats upon your feet? » I said
He turned the other way about
And hopped on his head.
(Poem by NATALIE JOAN
structure and smoke
But on the other hand, I bring art from the other hand
Powerful brush strokes of the Son of Man
You better train your other hand
on 'til Santa grants my wishes.
Got my halo on I know what I want
It's who I'm with.
It's an extraordinary merry Christmas!
It doesn't come as a surprise
I follow you god
I ask for forgiveness
I tell you I love you, you grant me my wishes
Ask you to take care of us
I know that it's business
It's
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
(what?)
His own plan for a new form of government (what?)
Talks for six hours, the convention is listless
Bright young man
Yo, who the eff is this?
committin homicides and drive-bys
livin with ?????
but still slanging that fuckin pie
and got more bitches than you
so what the fuck you
the time
'Cause what they got is all of mine
Your man was talking shit until I pulled the nine
And if I don't know you, I don't fuck with you
And if you
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