Lyrics:
bow down
And get you more
Yeah come on down now
And get ya powa
Come on down baby
And give me yours
Go on
What's poppin'
Tik Tok
Time clocking
Workin no
a better place
And maybe when I'm done I'll have the time to run away
But now I have to ride I will not go
I don't wanna hear no no
What you think, yo do
Daily Duppy, Rapthology, yeah
Every time you turn your back I turn the page
And now the chapter's called The
One Who Got Away
Forget the moral cah
Loc here in the place
I'm gonna start low
I'm gonna start that oxy for you brotha!
A'yo he yo it's Loc baby a'yo it's Loc baby
A'yo it's Loc baby sAAY
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
this rhyme
Then bring your big bad ass to California
'Cause we ain't hard to find
Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin'
Where I can pile up my
we're sellin' records overseas
Holy smokes, oops, your whole plan goofed up
Now you get kicks, 'nough licks, plus cuffed up
'cause you can catch a quick
have a co-author? I'm so honored
You floppin' like pro soccer
Tell me now, it's a show-stopper
Do a soap opera
At your necks like throat doctors and coat
caught in the air like a coin toss (Coin toss)
I heard you joined forces, you gon' need some assistance
Next time, shut your mouth and start keepin' your
trends every day but don't never get no pair of Vans
What the fuck is an advance?
Niggas live on colored people time
What the fuck is in advance?
Tsh,
to cold-crushed tapes to get sold
I set my demo in a silvia-treated me cold
Time flew cause I was gettin' my shit off
Sixteen-now it's about the time to set my
a problem with fuckin his broad still
Let me hit it raw
Nutted in her we did it all now she pregnant with my baby let me make a lil call
Yo Ro I said its time
Look into the rhyme
Rum to the ripple
Single
But at times I come in triple
Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head
Now your dead
Wyclef don't
Look into the rhyme
Rum to the ripple
Single
But at times I come in triple
Blaow, blaow put the heater to your head
Now your dead
Wyclef don't
She'd probably leave you standing with your hands out
Now they got they hands up
I'm the illest hands down
Now they got they hands out
Ricky Bobby they
of a van
Goin' somewhere that you ain't never
Been in your life
That's the reason why you caught
The fuck up right now
And you don't understand
Shit about
Starry night, an unknown creation
Written by, and from the archives of Tupac Shakur
Dedicated to the memory of Vincent Van Gogh
A creative heart
hit her real hard now she starting to bleed (What?)
Damn, she must've been made by an angel, I start pressing on her leaf
Yeah, I let shawty feast, not
story to tell
Now once upon a time not too long ago
A nigga like myself had to strong arm a hoe
Now this was not a hoe in the sense of having a pussy
grind on the low
So when my dargs out, he'll be patterned on the roads
Keep your head up cause that time'll soon go
Clean hearted brudda, bro's never
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yeah
Best rapper in Africa yeah I'm really popping
Niggas really asking why I'm being so cocky
You should ask your sister why
make it happen
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
That's the best way to keep everybody blind
When the truth is in the building all these lives gon'
chilling with
See you thinking bout money, but I'm talking time
In 2020, I'm in two different pair a digms
Count the ticks as I crank up your think tank
That
the park
But you won't ever fit my shoes
So I won't even start
By the random chance we meet again
Let me get your name
But until our paths will cross that
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