Lyrics:
Born sinner, opposite of a winner remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
I don't wanna sin no more But I find myself flirtin' with the devil
This song is dedicated to Brian Be'zl Dennis
And all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villains
Real riot makers
This one right here's for the riot
This song is dedicated to Brian Be'zl Dennis
And all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villains
Real riot makers
This one right here's for the riot
Thank my math teacher Count Dracula
For just teachin' a brother to you know
Count his marbles you know
What about you?
Verse 1 (Mack)
Thank my math teacher Count Dracula
For just teachin' a brother to you know
Count his marbles you know
What about you?
Verse 1 (Mack)
is posing for a photo op
With the oval office clan
And uncle Sam is rigging cockfights
In the promised land
And that knife you stuck in my back
Gave away these moments, i've been tethered for just way too long
Promise I don't need no sympathy when I've been on my own
Darling, they don't wish
For fifteen years I've been a real player
So if you want to have sex say hell yeah
I met this girl in Atlanta
She let a nigga fuck but I still
I'll stand in it until it freeze
I'm from another breed, them sss, southern g's
I sip phemetrazine, I lean, I stand tall
I'm mean, I'm mad raw, I'm
Short Dog's in the house, once again with this pimp shit
These are the tales, the freaky tales
These are the tales that I tell so well
For
Stand up on my two feet, originate from queens
At this point, it's all a act I'm handing grammies out to feens
Wont indulge in no cap
Comfortable
I love that summer breeze, I'll stand in it until it freeze
I'm from another breed, them sss, southern g's
I sip phemetrazine, I lean, I stand tall
you'll sink in my sand
If you down I'll lend you a hand
I'm King but I wear no bling
They dont know bout the S.O things
S,s,s O
Successful Outcome
Nigga's
Richly
They just test dummies for riches
When business I'm bout strictly
Given I own my own shit
No one ever pitched a quarter
Work for myself 'fore
chasing
World full of bitches
In cock nation
My cognition
I'm not fiction
Stands spitting
Mics given
That can friction
The man's mittens
Stand committing
my head spin round round
Ouu yeah
Angel post for a strike on the stair wall
Flash light can't stand you
You know when your smile is the hello
She's
and I can't stands no more (We know)
Alright then, what the fuck the deal yo?
I's raised on some ill shit, let's be real
Uptown, the Bronx,
and I can't stands no more (We know)
Alright then, what the fuck the deal yo?
I's raised on some ill shit, let's be real
Uptown, the Bronx,
Your trapped on the dance floor
It's locked there's no escape
There's no eat no drink cant take a break
No seat to sit down you gotta stand up
You're trapped on the dance floor
It's locked there's no escape
There's no eat no drink cant take a break
No seat to sit down you gotta stand up
Riding in the bus down the boulevard
And the place was pretty packed (yeah!)
Couldn't find a seat so I had to stand
With the perverts in the back
Riding in the bus down the boulevard
And the place was pretty packed (yeah!)
Couldn't find a seat so I had to stand
With the perverts in the back
Riding in the bus down the boulevard
And the place was pretty packed (yeah!)
Couldn't find a seat so I had to stand
With the perverts in the back
It
scratch paper buried in the backyard
Me and my Click roll thick for real and be thinkin' of funk like you a moth
Problems nigga? Let that go or get your
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