Lyrics:
masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic til you can't resist
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well I was coming home
Late one dark afternoon
Reporter stopped me
halfway across the world
Let me be your rock a billy King
You can be my rock Bengali girl
Merin, so easy to love
I'll be the only one for you
You
milly
And the safety off for my safety, please don’t try it Billy
Bitch you know you don’t care about no dying people
Only thing you care bout is who's
to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here toxic, melodic, neurotic product
Fresh from the harvest
Who'll be
doctrinally
Are you speaking by the spirit I don't care about degrees
It's God himself who did my ordaining
Otherwise I'd be not qualifying
Yeah otherwise I'd
And on the day of his release
He was approached by the police
Who took him to the warden, walking slowly at his side
The warden said "You won't remain here
But
it?
I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after the fire
You
it?
I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after the fire
You
it?
I know a farmer who looks after the farm
With water clear, he cares for all his harvest
I know a fireman who looks after the fire
You
now that I'm back, on the block
I'm ready to rock
Left to right, all night
My game's tight, I wish you might
Take a bite
Out of this here
So let it rain, and let the guitar rock
And if you hear me yawn
(Then just drop that top) come on, girl
Hey, hey hey (Well, well, well, well)
Hey, hey
gonna warn you
i'm about to spoil the end again
They all hit rock bottom
They hit rock bottom
They hit rock bottom of the ocean
They hit rock bottom
You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)
Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her
You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)
Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her
You'd be surprised who you see up in there man.
I got one question for you liars, man)
Shot callers, Wasn't you a preacher?
You calling her a hooker?
But Frank Ocean is great too
But you know who the greates of all of us?
Who do ya'll think? Nope
Kid motherfucking Cudi radio, fuck you!
Oh yeah I'm
and rock hard
Who got the mic to rock and rock hard
My raps, they hardcore, that's facts, and y'all's bore me
When I kick this flavor, you niggas feel it
car
And my cock, hurt her 'cause I'm harder than a rock
Billy sock
Aw, that's a check (attractive)
And her face is getting red
It's pink down there
And, as you all know,
Whenever billy laughs,
Rocks and boulders hack up,
And the air for miles around
Is filled with tons of dust,
Forming a series
Hello everybody and how do you do?
Gonna rock shock your body we're the cryptik souls crew
Rock rock to the beats ya'll, rock rock to the beats
constant energy is worth every penny in the price of igmission.
I'm like on a mission, like in a pocket,
You gotta pay the profit to witness to how he rock
cradle"
You'll cradle till she's dead
Now, Billy's ten years older
He's gonna be a soldier, uh huh
He never knew his father
Not like he'd even bother
He
say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist,
Everybody, I say it goes like this
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
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