Lyrics:
political riddle ya
Fuck with me I'll turn you to a traffic ticketer
To put it plain I'm SICK of ya, cherry tops are pitiful
Break bones and ligments, can't
[Intro: Killah Priest (Method Man)]
Uh... musical clever
You know what time it is (Ooh-ahh, Meth Tical)
Yeah... what... (Hey, did you turn my mic
You know what the fuck be pissing me off?
The other motherfuckers think they running my block
Jump off that fucking stoop, hit the fucking gate,
that wall
Arms folded, myself I didn't know yet
Until you came over, stood by me, you posted
You put your hand out like I was stranded
Tried to pull me
a nigga rich
Lotta new kicks lotta new fit's
Lotta swag that you see on me
That'll take a nigga bitch
They get dressed like I get up and go
Grabbing all my
the shadow of your shadow
If I thought it might have kept me by your side
If you go away if you go away if you go away
But if you'll stay I'll make you
the streetlights
Turn the movie off at the wrong scene
If the mic crash and the sound stops
Will you stand with me if the ground drops
Said if the mic crash
They say cleanliness next to Godly-ness
Holy
Lil nigga get back you don't know me
Say you real but you actin' phony
I was all in the trap by my lonely
I
pass by
I was on the bench
Now I'm on the starting franchise
Money all you see when you looking into my damn eyes
Treat lil shawty like a computer I told
explode or they'll put you in the pen
Darkness closing in all around me
If you see me walking don't talk to me
Life has been really hard for me
Heart been
asleep
By any means is the same rules I play by
Cause slowin' down ain't no option for me
So I just stay up and write songs all night long
And turn all
turn sweet to sour, deja vu
Deja vu, too many deja vu's
Deja vù
Tell me what the fuck you trapping for
Bitches or the love
Tell me what the fuck you
're burning green to get by, that's the high way
Hi wave as you turn the corner
Turn the page to see it torn and let it fall down
I've been through
your worth
It was written by you
I know you know it's hard to turn it around but baby I got you
Even if life is a bitch doing everything that she can
God's creatures
Step Ten
And in turn you're divestments having been completed
Step Eleven
Ah get turned on by you,and in turn being turned on by you
real
My voice is so husky, fuck me, girl
If you don’t like my style, just turn it off
And if you wanna be just turned
On, guy -get your grind on
Girl
side
Bright lights through the night when I'm with you
By my side I'm fine girl you got me
Rollin' like I'm high let's turn this
Water into whine
Bright
nwayoo na achuya till you get there
Muwa amarukwa ma ngarukwa but by his Grace I will get there
Street turn me to a good man
Street dikwa bad, imma good
got lost along the way
I turn the page another day
I cant be the blame
For all the things
That you never did, never did say to me
I cant be the blame
ah-ah
Call me by your name, I'm yours all night
What you wanna do, tell me
Know you want it too, baby
Dress me with your breath and
Lay your body down
chasing the fame
Y’all really think y’all gonna get somewhere by being the same
Let me tell ya something mane, let me teach you the game
Like look that
Outside the factory gates
For hours sit and wait
For you to turn around
And show me there's a way
I am a stranger to the life
Enchanted by
they see you doing good they gone hate you
All eyes on me like paper view
Let em talk while I walk turn em into chalk
It's about me making moves not
alright, Mr. Knox. Wait a moment, let me turn this down.
SFX: Footsteps
Knox: What a magnificent voice, who is that sir?
Roosevelt: It’s the very first
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