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of course it's, time for Chip to wreck it
But before my intro I gots to check it
So who is the nicest in your neighborhood?
Lyrics are merry, merry, quite
custody
I told myself it’ll be whatever it’s meant to be
Followed by an eventually
But I’m sick and tired of waitin’ and runnin’ while time is runnin’ out
By all means
By all means
I'mma get that cake
I'mma get that dooh
I'mma get that cream
I'm gon' shine
No matter how hard it freaking seems
I'm gon'
is
they know what it is
i aint on nobody’s list
but them man know what it is
(they know what it is)
dads for them boy deh deh
i aint nobodies kid
It been quite a day
At work ya know
Its 5 pm and time to go
The evenin' is young
I need somthin' to do
I think I'll get Some Bar-B-Q
Call up some
your title, your status, your money, you start to really pay attention to who is still seated with you at the table. It was very painful to lose. My
the party jumpin'
Bartender, bring me something
Yeah, water boy, keep it coming
Yeah, out the sprinkler like a Nelly video
All blaze one, this is rap
message
Did it get to you, get through to you
This message is for my family
My friends or who's listening
Any person that can hear me
Any person that I'm
see me get it all
Hurt by who I'd never hurt
Ran over by who I'd ride for
Killed by who I'd die for
That's life can't cry tho
Still goin hard
Get
And like want to be from the country and everything like that
You know, like really like the south is like
It's cool to be from the South right about now
***
I'm in Laredo by 4PM
Carne asada a la casa de quien?
I want to eat till I don't know when
Who's going to show up with more food?
Who's going to ask
At 8pm the crimson light it shines I work like DVR
Ain't no read between the lines if you'd just listen to my bars
I put hours upon hours in, a known
and laud as our gentry
Look back through the course of the centuries
Call it history bother to record it
But all it is, is the wars that we thought in
Who we
loved him more than me
It's crazy how the tables turned you thought I'd leave but it you was just left me
Who said love is everywhere you only said it
of course it's, time for Chip to wreck it
But before my intro I gots to check it
So who is the nicest in your neighborhood?
Lyrics are merry, merry, quite
of course it's, time for Chip to wreck it
But before my intro I gots to check it
So who is the nicest in your neighborhood?
Lyrics are merry, merry, quite
Christ who you all know of the catholic faith
Bob Marley use to talk about us (Exodus)
(This is our life's story)
Marcus Garvey use to talk about us (Know
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride
Yo, where the freaks at? Lookin' at me
You wanna see Black? Then jump on it
And to the chumps who think they might want it
I might spot your ride
AM outcall I'm waiting out in the cold on my way to brick city address unknown
Got the secretary bob and the shearling coat his pupils is dilated I
dy-na-might before it blows
Who needs a band when the beat just goes boom!
He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster
We're the Furious, serious, and ever so
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And like want to be from the country and everything like that
You know, like really like the south is like
It's cool to be from the South right about now
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