Lyrics:
a multi-functional jammer
(KA system for short)
Which is mainly used for
Air platforms to deal
With air defense system threats as a
New type of airborne jamming
of Slim Shady and Royce Da 5'9"
I don't speak, I float in the air wrapped in a sheet
I'm not a real person, I'm a ghost trapped in a beat
I translate
money longer than Nia's
Fuck chivalry I will end a chick's career
And return to forever, I am Chick Corea
At O'Hare Air with surface to air missiles
Though I walk through the Valley of Death
I never got lost or took cowardice steps
I move honorably, gained a lot of respect
Short of poverty but
On the 380 was shaved off
Thirty shots sprayed off
Take you off like a stray dog
Your days are short like your Range sport
Pop an Ace of Spades champagne cork
Range is supercharged, I remains intelligent
Back to the formula, Lord, hard grammar
This is God school, make sure the lobby ain't jammed up
Air Jordans and embarked on his transcontinental quest to Canada.
Our determined dancer set off on foot... until he reached his moped and hopped on.
while hitting the ****
4th down and we air it out never gone punt
**** was you thinking
Diamonds be shining got these **** blinking
Now they on my ****
on foreign cars
Army Shorts seven hookers stripping
On the party bus
Generate that paper with the green ink
In God We Trust
Draped in all kinds of animals from
How you wishing on my fall
When I’m still climbing my stairs
Now I’m really gonna ball
And I ain’t shooting no air
Brand new day I chase the bread
J'm'envoi des fusées genre Nasa
Lifté long de ligne comme Nadal
Missile cadré perce le filet comme Pavard
J'veux tout avoir mais j'ai nada
J'préfère
Fication of saviors in tabernacles
Been tackled in rumbles, living in advanced
Jungles, with little girls on cellphones
That blow bubbles
And everybody love
Pounding hooves quake the earth
Deploy advanced defences strong
Light the fuse then launch and run
Heaven-Shaking-Thunder Bomb!
Arrows snap against
and, while I was out there, I came to realize how much the wild west had changed since th
D old days of wyatt earp and home on the range, and here then
choléra
Qui protégera mes arrières?
L'air suspect sous la pleine lune
Le super rappeur de Bruxelles vous malmène
Petit, je t'aide à fumer toute ta zeb
the other ones in that range
Can’t swim the ocean that’s wider, don’t you know you can do anything
Hold on tight to what you know
Life’s too short to settle
Millionaire all my niggaz millionaire's
Put money in the air
You grind to be a millionaire
I'mma get this paper
How? Bitch I don't fucken care
Put millies
on your mark, get set, go, go
Like Jagged Edge I leave ya more Def than So So
Type of person continue short sit in the front row
Get your hands out my
nice) I'll pull rank like {?}
leaves of rice with this mic device
Easy! Who got the issue I'll straight diss you
And hit you with the dadgum missile -
till you jacking you with it
His money is short so his pockets on midget
I ball up the court without moving my pivot
You hitting her jack but she give
mark, get set, go, go
My jagged edge will leave you my death is so, so
Type of person continue short sit in the front row
Get your hands out my pocket
the wishing well
Yeah baby I could be compelled
Wish me heaven or you wish me hell
Either way you wanna see me fish-tail
In a brand new Range, foreign exchange
the next level
Blasting to the sky like surface to air missile
Look at the forecast them tracers be pouring
We build like a fortress it weather the storming
to all the close
Talk about all these bitches and I'm balling like D-Rose
Whipping missiles, lose control when I send it through your dome
Send a shock
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