Lyrics:
Fuck rhymes, I write descriptions
Rock with us, come on
Fuck rhymes, I write descriptions
Rock with us, come on
Fuck rhymes, I write descriptions
Maximum distance from the sun: 94 million 537 thousand miles
Minimum distance from the sun: 91 million 377 thousand miles
Mean distance from
Maximum distance from the sun: 94 million 537 thousand miles
Minimum distance from the sun: 91 million 377 thousand miles
Mean distance from
their own quota fixtured on The Grove close to Mitcham
A syllabus description, the smarts they gotta pick up
These suicidal sinners disrespect
the hate do is just increase the don's strength
You pricks are harmless, the clips are arm-length
Right after you dab, do a couple of bong hits
Razor work
not the most decorated
Still decorating these tracks these verses
With a lyrical prescription
I'm not the goat just fit the description
Show of ego
description of the duration of a night and a day
of Creator and of the several ages of the world cycle according to their order.
How Big Is The Night
How Big
lengths
To ensure that the bottomless
Recognition of their ranks
Wouldn't scatter
Like ashes
Invoking a moment
Just say the word "Orange"
And pleasure comes
hobby isn't robbery and dismemberin' body limbs
Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells
And chainsawin' them in the basement
Hardly fits your job description
in I don't know how many weeks
I work a job where
I swear to god they're setting a timer when I take a bathroom break
cnd I'm barely scraping minimum
tradition
White tee, blue jeans, yeah, I fit the description
Know what's richer for the drugs in our waist
We dark so they put the flashlight in our face
Before you twist up my words just twist up my fro
I got strength in my length
I like fish with my grits feeling like Samsons Revenge
It's over for
minimum only go max
Bitch
Fye
I drop a bomb on these niggas like fye
He fuckin wit me now he cant walk a mile
Take a step back cause they know that I'm
to be made
Get ouchea feelings lil nigga get paid
Minimum wage
Ano minimum nigga
I'm on ya ass today
I had to raise my pay
As a kid I played patty cake
epic-length text to song from, it was necessary to make some minor concessions, firstly, that every version I have at home of the text is translated somewhat
Kane is on the mic and I'ma tell about
A minimum length, of rhymes of strength
And power, so listen to the man of the hour
Flow and go to a slow tempo
expands length
The body of my text posses extra strength
Power-lift the powerless up, out of this, towering inferno
My ink so hot it burn through
aint tryna hold back my chef
Now this the minimum u get
This the minimum that u get
I Am Ueno
You are with me
Thanks for the ride
Lets make it last
I and all the other dozen or so assistant managers
Would get a nice raise
Just as soon as they raise the minimum wage
I said cool and they handed me
out
Big Daddy Kane is on the mic and I'ma tell about
A minimum length, of rhymes of strength
And power, so listen to the man of the hour
Flow and go
aversion
Any descriptions or whereabouts of a character dressed in grey
Spill these words,big payoff! And for his habit, a statue made of hay
Winning
dreads that always fit the description cut dem bitches like 5 years ago around the same length it is now explains why my old ass isn't looking any
beyond description he
Who knows, The Saviour died for me
The gift unspeakable obtains
And heavenly understanding gains
3. Wisdom divine! Who tells
length
Sitting in class with poker face
Daydreamin bout the studio, and tryna get my vocals laid
Class dismissed, I go to work at the Prudential
Rappin for
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