Lyrics:
a few loved ones
But I'm a Hustler
That's why they Label Me a Fool
Ain't That a joke...
[Master P]
Look Into These eyes of a fool see broken
blind
I'm out of mind
And now
You're gone
You tricked us all
You left us alone
This was your master joke
You tricked us all
You left us alone
This was
Fotoalben
Nachbarn fragen "Wo sind Vögel
Hab schon lang nichts mehr gesehen"
Guckst du mal in Thomeks Garten
Mega Vögelparadies (Ich mein' Vogel)
Dad Joke
sweet leaf you smoke
God hates us all and I've started a joke
Master of puppets drank them all
So walk this way the show must go on
Hey, Perry Mason! I
n gown
He a joke a master clown
They pick it up I knock it down
I put my heart inside my verses
Blessing breaking the curses
All the digging that
sibe t'oba je eni gan ko matter
Oya wobi tinba repeat lines mi kpemi bastard
Omo malo ma joke pelu last card
Omo malo ma joke pelu master e
Pull up in
t'oba je eni gan ko matter
Oya wobi tinba repeat lines mi pemin bastard
Omo malo ma joke pelu last card
Omo malo ma joke pelu master e
Pull up in loud
choke
Y'all ain't coming close
Don't they selves
They really jokes
Gotta Master plan
Big brain
Think I'm on a roll
I'm the goat
I'm Getting the gold
Then
am a dummy
I don't do anything
I cant speak, or blink
Yet you find it entertaining
Master has jokes
He does them fer fun
He takes pride in how you
agree and then we laugh
A cosmic joke or a master plan?
The best part of it is
Either way we couldn't give a shit
There's no answers, so take a guess
lights
From your
Side of the bed when the night glows
You think you'll get off
Scott free
Like I'm easy
Like I'm just a joke
Part of your master plan
the man, ain't no joke
Can't see me, master plan, up in smoke
Can't hear me, I'm so loud, suits me fine
Can't hear me, I ain't proud, all the time
stays broke
Wanna be Kingpin cool
Instead I wind up a joke
I am the Crime Master
I've got my sheriff hat
Blazer and a blue-check shirt
My scary paintball
a master; you a joke
Now get the fuck outta my sight before I blow
I’m sick of these hoes that don’t know how to rap
But call themselves rappers, get put
deal with the devil, I thought it was a joke
He took all my masters, now I'm broke, can you help me dawg?
I don't know where to go
Man these rappers are
competitions basically defenseless
They knew better then to play a game of inches (dick joke)
This is just another master class of rapping
Hallelujah ay
of something else
But here I am still I rap, be feeling blessed, yes
Eazy-E wasn't easy for the G
He was nothing but a joke till he go to Master E
Taking it,
covered in need
You all for the god
Then boom boom he cut for your throat
You offer your heart and all he gave you back was some hope
Your brash master is
smoked (Spark 'em)
Can't even recoup the advance
But be quick to say you broke (Don't own masters)
What a fucking joke
These niggas are fumes I toke
much spending must I then arrange
So all of my ridiculous thoughts become sane?
Cuz I'm used to living low these days
Laugh at bad jokes so my rent gets
that burning smell of your city as it melts
This is my year 2012, Armageddon welcome to hell
Call the UN, they cant help Bin Laden is a joke, i'm
and ain't got no money
The jokes writing they self, Demarc the master, you the help
Beat the bastard, get my belt
Man, I love me. I love me so much, And I
Errthing a joke these days
Nobody wanna take life serious
Yeah the government shut down and
We still workin' on gettin' flint some water
But God wear
You're one hell of a trapper I'm the Trap master
You're one hell of a rapper I'm the Rap master
You're one hell of a trapper I'm the Trap master
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