Lyrics:
HOOK SAMPLE (WOUNDBEARER- SCATBANQUET)
THIGHS OF THE SNAKE QUEEN OPEN FOR YA MEAT
YA PENIS IS DISMEMBERED BY HER VAGINAL TEETH
NAILS IN YA TEMPLES ,
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
Boys and girls
I remember in the 80's me and pops would rock
In a 7-0 Chevy with the drops in slot
Use to pass me Pepsi Cola while he drunk him
maintain, you know? Holla! (yeah)
[Napolean - Verse 1]
The streets is a mother fucker, and I done said it before
Drive-bys, crack heads knockin at your front
Okay smarty go to a party
Girls are scantily clad and showin body
A chich walks by you wish you could sex her
But you're standing on the wall like you
To remove
The mildew off your
Crown jewel
That's made you second guess
The quality of your treasure
So I have you appraised often
To assess
The equity in my
Every night
By your side
Seven years from now
Whatever we say
Whatever we do
Nobody can tell
Seven years from now
Forgotten and gone
Forsaken for long
To traverse Antarctica on sled
Twenty-seven brave men
Came to Ernest's dank den
Hoping they wouldn't end up dead
Three life boats logged
And seventy sled dogs
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the Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz
How many hoes in your motherfuckin' group
Wanna take a ride in my 7
the Gz, and this is for the hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the Gz
How many hoes in your motherfuckin' group
Wanna take a ride in my 7
THE WORKING OF MIRcCLES
Second Gift of the Power Gifts
POWER GIFTS
1. Gift of Faith
2. Working of Miracles
3. Gift of Healing.
Foundation
You ever looked into the eyes of a man marinated in madness
Constantly hearing that fat lady sing, feels like I'm serenaded by sadness
It's real
When
It's a marathon
Not a sprint
Everybody's gone
Get a win
You don't have to compare my friend
Get your own throne
Be a king
It's been very long
Seven, don't ever put that pot down, nigga (nah)
Eight, don't forget 'bout how that Glock sound, nigga (nah)
Nine, sucker snitches bring your stock down,
of vibration
Followed by the cremation of your sexual frustration
Ending in the culmination of elation consummation
There's just one thing I think I forgot
blessing
Than to live in His presence
Everyday, every second
Every hour every minute
Why you spend it sinning?
Said you gave your life to Christ
But you
frustration
It's fun on a shore right
One warm night
It's peak now, the feels became fingers tremblin
Pick your weapon
Get your member
And get your shit
tweet me so we can link
See I been your age, you ain't been mine
Feels like I was born a second time
This rhyme I wrote took a long ass time
Leave that
you satiated
5-4-3-2-1 countdown
B Dub 5-D yeah we out now
B is the second letter W's the 23rd
Five plus two is seven perfection just occurred
cll
the same
This world is cold
Everybody I know be trying to take
My place up in this game
You won awards and not bringing no battles
The body would die by
right now
But I am, and I can't, seem to get your name out my mouth
And you, look so good you got me hooked I gotta try a second time
I gotta make you
tried to call you like seven times, bro, check your messages
Your flows are shit, and I don't understand what the fucking message is
Thanks for
snatched away in seconds
So save yourself, find yourself, rip your passion out of your chest and show the world
What makes you alive
Deathbreaker
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