Lyrics:
Lost in these moments
Look over there, it's the ops
Look over here, it's the cops
Run out of time and watch
Run out of time and watch
Look over
dynamite, oh)
You a blow up the spot, girl (we're dynamite, oh)
Mek we reset the clock, girl (we're dynamite, oh)
When you keep press it back, girl, over
rings but I rock for my team
Back to back champ big three on the heat
It's a movie call me Martin Scorsese
The way I direct shit when I pull up
swear, word to Will
But I'ma chill, rhymes'll kill
Niggas know the style when I freak the profile
Asiatic Child, yo
Grand Wizard on the side of me
Get
know that you had me on lock Lady
I've been staring for a while
Let me whisper in your ear to get a direct line
Don't worry about the clock, we got
you had me on lock Lady
I’ve been staring for a while
Let me whisper in your ear to get a direct line
Don’t worry about the clock, we got nothing but
inside
Niggas praying on my downfall, I'm trynna stay alive
I've been, low profile, sticking to the ride
I've been, breaking chains, living free, living
said that my energy just vibrate's
She Telling me its Live & it's direct
Certified most certainly Got fly taste
Pull up & arive from a high speed chase
we can't be touched
All my niggaz say, "WHAT WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK"! (UH)
Be-boy style hot like tical
Four, five cal, check into the profile
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
profile
I had the food that made the cats go wild
Before music, I had a booming line
Fam, ask T-Mobile
Six o'clock in the morning
I flew out, flew down
you're lucky that I'm whooping your ass over this beat
Look at you drowning in your own shit
Low Profile got style and we don't quit
This here a hit, you
break a back
she bent over
I handled that
she came over
we welcome that
she left sneakers on my welcome mat
had the legs spread wide while ass go smak
gun staples in your back
Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your rectum crack
Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 3X)
I get personal direct
I didn't have it, I Flex
She already know I'm the best
She coming over she ask what I wanna do I told the bitch that I just want the neck
My Muva
He
Time is all I got
On the clock
Every tock
Is a shot
Make it rock
Never stop
On my watch
Time is all I got
On the clock
Every tock
Is a shot
Make it
the lines
Life seems to be getting tougher
There's no one left to trust
The clock seems to be running faster
I direct my flag in honor of all of us
I walked
What you pullin' me over fo' mistuh offi-suh?
I'll be askin' the questions Leroy.
My name ain't Leroy, man.
Heh, all right Jerome, outta the car.
Pardon me shawty if I'm being a lil' direct
I think this a sign that we finna connect
I saw you online bout an hour or less
Popped on my explore
soft spoken
No explanation given none taken direct your question over there know what I mean
Step straight don't step lean no ifs no buts no in between
could turn hashes, to a hundred grand
0 days, Can change ways
My source code forever stays
In the mix, Live and direct
My nodes all run, my tor connect
yeah
Cause I know the finer things in life aren't free yeah
Unlock her profile and give my consent
Cause she's got the selfies that'll pay for her rent
want to stare in ya face,
brothers want to compete,
when there aint shit to win,
they playing high post now,
unprepared for the end,
they wanna profile
HUMAN WEAKNESS
(Words: L. Vesco – Music: G. Ducato, F. Licciardi, P. Maiullari)
Flashing!
Flashing over the top
of what's essential
climbing up
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