Lyrics:
out of five
But I've got no choice if
I want to stay alive
Two Point Hospital's impossible to beat!
The costs are astronomical
Cough up or you're
of that maybac and it cost five hundred thou
When the nigga, spent then with a smile
Stacking numbers that alarm and race
White house still moving bricks
I'm gonna let these slide
We're the best
Look at what we drive got picnic tables on my lap getting high
In the back of that maybac and it cost five
of that maybac and it cost five hundred thou
When the nigga, spent then with a smile
Stacking numbers that alarm and race
White house still moving bricks
their own hypocrisy
Just wanna keep ratings, fame, and money
What's the cost
Not a cut, it's a tear
Not gonna heal on its own
Fear mongering hate speech
Guardo le stelle in su, ma brilli di più tu
Per me lei è il clou, il point of view, il joint che non finisce più, la testata di Zizou, peperonata e scendo
gangsters
Who's got a dream to grow up and be a bankster
Sit 'em on a pedestal, hit 'em with a lawsuit
Throw another bottle in the room it'll cost you
These
There's no point in just mouthing the words.
The token tantrums just aren't enough,
Nor is speed and weed and the Positive Creed.
Exclusive clubs where
of clay
Suck to the people so the ratings pay
Never give a care who's
Caught in the ricochet
Every picture paints a thousand lies
And the airways amplify
Cost more to earn more
How could u call that knowledge
Wanna talk to my Peoples
Talk to my nation
And talk to my immigrants
Let's talk
Wanna chat wit
I paint the picture from my point of view cause you a never see it
She change into her birthday suit
Right after the Vickie Secrets
Know I'm known
Making numbers, check my check
Check my check
Goals' main goal is not to be reached
It's a reference point, to keep you seeking
Steering you into the right
use in lasers. They accidentally made something nearly indistinguishable from a diamond. It’s called cubic zirconia. It costs 5 or 10 bucks per carat,
But he would never take it out his archives
He wrote two songs per day
And was constantly was experimenting with his wordplay
In his youth he did
chillin
Super villain, super villain
Su-per
Super villain, super villain
Fuck all them niggas, let's get em
Super villain, super villain
Yo
Fuckin wit me
so solemnly swear" joint
Economy scare point (Yo, studio costs is for horses!)
Nigga we can play the mule and get Pro Tools
cnd show fools the c-game,
late to fix that shit up
Who the fuck think they are who said we're good and ready to go
I mean per say you can't deny we're way long past the point too
ordering cocktail teller
Gone way wrong...to the point of no rerun
Over the edge and burned out before I even got my shine
Holding my head in pure doubt
Out
get
186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh
Give a nigga a tan
Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
While I promote that new Canibus jam
Somebody pray for my soul
I done kept it real
But it seem to be a cost
Always been one hundred
Why you asking true or false
The sauce in my genes
It won't
Parait qu'c'est ple-sim d'faire sa ce-pla, 2-21 j'vais pas passer par 4 chemins
Depuis le début toi t'es du-per j'veux pas l'répéter mais c'est moi
ain't living on my knees
But I tell you
Sunday morning
I'm gon' get right
Sunday morning
I'm gon' get right
Love don't live here anymore
Per her
than words in a phone
So from that point on, they see it all as wrong
Because in that very sense you can be easily deleted
What's wrong is she's always
Slap me in the face and then i ask her how I got those
It's probably a plot hole
Looking like my snot blows a thousand miles per hour out my nostril
It's
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