Lyrics:
the coldest clique
Call me prototype, never had a mold to fit
My clothes is dipped, my bros is lit
Only time you been sick is when the COVID hit
Better get in
mean this, know what I'm sayin'
(DROP IT!)
[Master P]
From the Master to the crowd that surrounds me
Once the king speaks you suckers better bow behind
Party people are you with me?
Are you with me party people? (Repeat: x 4]
To the beat y'all and you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make
on
Playlists on national radio with a trap song
Respect the fact me and Kone opening some doors
You think they would have put a song like that on there before?
hardly believe
They really think we're getting out of control
Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better
it like this
When we pull up, they be like, who's this
I saw you throwing shots, but you missed
Every time I throw a shot, you're dismissed
I will
Life is just so unfair
And it's always going to be unfair
When you got the mark of death
And it's stuck with you forever
Ever since I was born, I was
the line when they told me how to write my lines
So I'd to work out my angles with no cosign
And the music never got on the stereo
With no radio edit, who
Part 1:
Bedrock, Bones McQueen
Triforce, let's do it!
Back in the day when I had nothing to say
Max and me would cook DMT lamenting celibate fate
the way you planned
And you'll know you didn't beat me
When you look down and see
I got an I heart question mark
Written on the back of my hand
Written
Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a shout.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your
family tries to stay together
Even when it gets hard you think "They'll never leave me, never!"
There ain't nothing more important than your family
But
at me comes out,
You will be rapping like 'Oh shit i forgot single lyrics i wrote'
Because I'm a bad rapper
Fortnite is trash when watching you play
Bad
shit with it give me
One example, the ideas
'cause maybe someone watching will
Give you the money
We’re in a renaissance period we’re in
A place where
tempstrest of the east
Will you all survive will you make it out alive
Route 22 thats the mark of the beast it's the tale of narci tempstrest of the east
Will
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
I want
Give me something I need
Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
Your heart will never say so
Your heart will never let you go
I'm here just out of sight
I don't know why they're calling on the radio
He's by my side and I know I'm right
I hate the things I think about you
explosions, they chopped out the edit
Tell me do you remember, or would you rather forget it
It's the sixth-Earth parellel world Armageddon
Bandz
Ooo you
still
You never thought you would see this side of me
Feed your head or I will
Oh
It’s only gonna make you think of me
How ya like being haunted by me
the house structure
Like Empire State, the power will surely crush you
As a pun on a radio edit, or nasty soda
I'm colder in the heart when the camel back
come through
It's Travis and coming next is Muggs
Saying no to you radio personalities who
Wanna waste the time you get nothing, but cursing out at me
don't think you should believe in me the way you do
'Cause I'm terrified to let you down, oh
It's true, I'm a Rubik's, a beautiful mess
At times
I'm loaded and locked, money, sex, drugs, and Glocks
It's the same things heard on the radio, don't think so?
Turn on the stereo, now you feel me oh,
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