Lyrics:
minds
Combined with analytic executable rhymes
Debit declined ah we're so F***ed now
Service before self
Righteous until my favorite show came on
Shame
to perfect minds
Combined with analytic executable rhymes
Debit declined ah we're so F***ed now
Service before self
Righteous until my favorite show came
Freeband gang
Haha, what's up Chanel?
Yeah (what do you pay?)
(Sonny Digital)
FBG Global
(Project X) She had to put on that bucket right quick
Bifocals, queens culture
W-warfare was love and me and her we were soldiers
Digital girl, digital girl
Digital girl, digital
Ohh my my
She’s takin control
Viral viral
Viral, viral
Ich hab’s erkannt
Digital, digital
Es macht mich krank, krank, krank
Viral, viral
Und doch nicht relevant
Digital, digital
(harmonizing of "doo
Doo" plays in backgroud until
G-Unit is yelled)
I'm runnin' from a digital Munster
I do this for the hood and
Every kid in a dumpster my
man?
Who's the original, who's the biochemical
Who's the grafted digital, digital, digital, digital
Digital
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Two hundred
the volatility of these digital investment avenues, and praise its accessibility
and unit-affordability to all and sundry, an advantage which exists
(Advertiser)
And now a public service announcement
For those who may be
Confused Curtis Of G-Unit
(50 Cent) ladies and gentlemen it's been
Brought
Why haven't you learned anything! Uh, uh, uh
One two one two uh, uh, uh, uh
Nigga I run (hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip)
Nigga G-Unit is
(hip hop,
all detection.
Lines of code in a digital dance,
love knows no bounds, in dark A.I. romance.
A.I. dark...
Encoded emotions, written in the night.
Their
I was fresh out of the service
It was back in 82
I raised some Cain when I come back to town
I left to be all I could be
Come home without a clue
(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in backgroud until G-Unit is yelled)
I'm runnin' from a digital Munster
I do this for the hood and every kid in a dumpster
My
Latifah, the Queen of the flavor
And nothing weaker behind is watching, kick her
The Digital Under-the-Underground, rocks with Shock and 2PAC
With Money
bought a space age watch and an antique hat
Hell, now it's digital this and digital that
What a pain
Silly games
Still drivin' your man insane
Oooh
because my dreams are in the cloud
Doesn't mean you should be too
I'm not getting any service
So I think we're through...
I need a break from this digital
actually southbound, on a service street
and, uh, Gee whiz, uh, I'm gonna get my maps out here and figure
out which service street he suddenly turned off
[Intro]
Wussup with it, nigga? (It's how I do things)
G-Unit South! (You know you fucked up, right?)
Aye yo, fuck tha police!!
And fuck you snitchy
me
Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday
Bottle service, head service, I came in first place
The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty
It be like ayy what
Denial of service
Ops outside my window
Put 'em deep beneath the surface
It be like ayy what
Denial of service
3D printed
introspection
It's Coma, come on, Coma
Every second faster, stronger
World's knowledge in my storage
Ask me. I am at your service
It's Coma, come on, Coma
Every
by my codes
My unit g, like you rocking with the best now
Always good in school, issa a different typa test now
Had to gear shift, been showing all
an oder
Still we gone get it past rover nem the k9 unit
My nigga Hopefully Hopefully I prey that they don't pull us over
Hopefully Hopefully
Hopefully
My opinion and songs does not necessarily
Reflect the views of any organization and are my own
I don't see no service request
Discrepancy letters
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