Lyrics:
made
Even though I know it's fake
Apparently I like to buy my goddamn followers
Stupid ass broad bitch you look like Oliver
I hope your damn lungs
She's by his side, nowhere to hide
When they come to town
Cause there's Assassin their veins
Every Templar will be slain
A time to live, time to fight
smoke the best you can buy
Them niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us
Keep stunting just cause I can
These hoes know just who I am
Them
in relation to his chick
Who wanted no abortion, so the kid raised as his father did
Growing up until he realized daddy ain't around to teach him
Ain't
And I been did 9 to 5 but the trap pays more no minimum wage
Oliver Twist they want some more
I found his spot so I'm booting doors
Hands in the air
you soul nah
They try try try to buy buy your soul
Do what they want do do what they want
Be who they want be be what they want
Live how they want,
At the bronx to the New York City so
This is what i'm lovin' it by coming to bodega store
We gon' buy some snacks and we gon' pay it back
We would take some soft
y'all
Say right by my side be'cause y'all I am Ginuwine,
And I will neva change (Ginuwine) I made be the same ol' G (made the same)
Be'cause this is is
or Queen B
This ain't new news
Don't confuse
From the dark hues
Jazz and blues grew
Side by side too
Preview what I have in store
The tambourine is here
to mouth
resuscitation to a horse fly
In a way, I suppose you could say
my experience is quite limited
For example, I never locked Oliver
Cromwell
Money can't buy sleep, but it can buy a bed
Money can't buy you love, but it can buy sex
Do you posses money or by
Money are you possessed?
Money can buy
line with us a while, see ya humbly watch
Your child's health held in balance by the whim of the system.
Between Cosette and the privileged few
A fat
none of us are bakers
We all talk having greens, but none of us on acres
If none of us on acres, and none of us grow wheat
Then who will feed our
try try to buy buy your soul
Do what they want do do what they want
Be who they want be be what they want
Live how they want, live live how they want
by the light of the silvery moon
Then wake up in the mornin with the hay in your eyes
Your purple with that herpes bump, who want the rump?
Some niggas
by the light of the silvery moon
Then wake up in the mornin with the hay in your eyes
Your purple with that herpes bump, who want the rump?
Some niggas
been conned yet again
By the Tories and their privatizing tricks
Tell Sid he'd better buy his mum a jumper
Cos it's she who pays the price for what he
inside my ocular vein
It's like you take me for a commoner, man
Bro I will break you down and twist you like an Oliver braid
You a snake, Mr. Boa, so
deemed to fight
From Tipperary mountains high
Noble men with wills of iron
Who are not afraid to die
Who'll fight with gaelic honour held on high
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
Theresa May
Recently, I've been forcing rhymes
Eminem does it all the time
Now Shady's forty-five
Anyone still check Shade 45?
By the way, Oliver Age 24
a beautiful country
Very special country
A very diverse Country
And by the way
This government has fought for every person who lives in it
Black, white,
pennies will buy a rose. Three pennies and who can tell
on a street that comes and goes by the name of buy and sell?
Buy and sell, sell my goods to buy my
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
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