Lyrics:
And baby I don’t stress too much I just wanna get my bands all in
More life more life, I'm rolling with a stick no safety
And if you walk too tough,
to get your fuckin throat slit
I wanna call Gus and hang you by your pedo wrists
This is not a threat, just a little wish
Also scammy fake mechanics do
a mountain that we really want to climb
The road is hard, hard and long
Put down that two by four
This man would never turn you from his door
Oh George! Oh
(talk), feel like Anita (talk)
Apologize, you denied my people
Made our death legal (come on), we all paralegal (uh)
Gotta defend ourselves when the laws
(talk), feel like Anita (talk)
Apologize, you denied my people
Made our death legal (come on), we all paralegal (uh)
Gotta defend ourselves when the laws
me your new Ed
My garments cost an arm and a leg
Man are like "Skeppy, you're killing 'em
Dread" taliban stylee, we kamakaze
Too much style for
told me "I'm a lez"
And she ain't like too much of dick
but give the bombest head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family, don't need your
like to much of this
But get to bobbin it's head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family get your pussy anyway
Ok, let's talk about this ice
like to much of this
But get to bobbin it's head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got family get your pussy anyway
Ok, let's talk about this ice
(Go got no time for no interviews)
You know I keep my ear to the streets
So it's up to me to bring you the truth
I saw a movie were George Bush
Had
a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been
and we never waited
I took her for sushi, she wanted to fuck
So we took it to go, told them don't even plate it
And we never talk too much after I blew
my shade too dark
I love myself, I no longer need Cupid
Enforcin' my dark side like a young George Lucas
Light don't mean you smart, bein' dark
made somethin' out of nothin', was always resourceful
Doors will form off of your will (your will)
I never switched teams, you're more George Hill
question)
No justice, no peace (are you ready)
No justice, no peace
I got so much trouble on my mind, huh
Look at all you little hanging with us
All
your legs with eggs chicken hatch
Can't find too they dead ex, but the skin don't match
Chorus: Dr. Octagon (repeat 3X)
And you say,
on the ave
Hoppin' out the DBS, gеttin' to the bag
If you gettin' in my way then
I'm gеttin' to the mag (You know)
True story (Yeah) it's too gory (Yeah)
wanna let them know you got them, send them to their room til you figure out how to talk to them, like kid, I'm with you, I was hip too, I was mad too, I
you human how the fuck you done turned to a rat
I was fourteen with my own shit in the trap
Too much drop too much cocaine in here
Momma Dee Dee girl
Yuh Yuh
She wanna go and just leave me
I swear she be playing too much
I’m bout to leave cuz lil shawty be tripping
And she only call if she off
Sarah palin got too many kids, sarah palin got too many kids, I know it's obvious
I hope she die soon, arrive soon in India, Tinder is banned, you
and left Troy
With some Louis bags
Can't stand when you open your mouth, all you do is nag
Whenever you talk I wanna skip it like a YouTube ad
I know you
Yeah
(Come in)
Names that you know me by, praise to the holy high
Shit been a lonely ride, all I do is only try
Weed is my only high, magazine
You don’t get the title
Watch the media too much, it’ll hypnotize you
(Don’t let it surprise you)
It’s time to stand up!
Fuck tweeting from ya phone,
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