Lyrics:
do dai
Do do do da dai
Do do do dai da da dai
Do do do da dai
Bearing through possession is elusive
What you crest will stamp your stain
Washed out by
your attention
And never let go
Call me what you will
But you can't stamp me out
This fire going to rage
We're burning it all down
Like a car crash
You
see that tramp stamp
That tramp stamp, that tramp stamp
That tramp stamp, that tramp stamp
Let me see what you got, how you working that thing
When it
the 'Velt, Roosevelt
You know what's wild i never felt like some
Motherless or fatherless child
So I grew up to change the style
I don't care what that company
time
They're up in your face, they don't think you belong
Man, you got it, you got it goin' on
What breaks the weak just makes you strong
You got
and stamp (stamp, stamp, stamp, stamp)
In the cycle, niggas think they bigger than Pac (Pac, Pac, Pac, Pac)
Ain't no lie, yeah, play the game you beat it
in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't
in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't
we want to live, then we have to learn to fight (we must do what's right)
Are you ready, are you willing, are you sure?
Are you steady as you stamp
expected!
(Calling off.) Messmates, ahoy!
Come here! Come here!
(Enter Sailors, Hebe, and Relatives.)
All.
Aye, aye, my boy,
What cheer, what cheer?
Now
stamp is so official
I will never ever lose I'm forever makin moves
I'm a vet dont you ever try to play me like a fool
I'm a grind til cant in my prime
it today
I've told me you won't read it but I can't tell my mind
That I'm wasting good paper, a stamp and my time.
You make take what I'm writing
it today
I've told me you won't read it but I can't tell my mind
That I'm wasting good paper, a stamp and my time.
You make take what I'm writing
That's if you scary, I am not scary
You are not fresh, what are you wearing?
When I get dressed people are staring
Think what you want, I am not caring
Why you walk around like you some side bitch
Why you in some porn starred dance hall lookin niche
Why you think your tits an ass will make you rich
Why
museums
Will I see you?
Will I see you?
Will I see you?
Will I see you?
In European museums
Will I see you?
My life is opera
My life is opera
My life is
around
Scope him down
If he's right
Hold tight
Oh Girl
(And if he's not)
Stamp Reject
And keep on movin' on
Now I'll take this time to say what's on my
spattin' all this spit and I don't give a shit what You assume of it, bitch
It's me who killed your grandma
The reindeer song that's always on? That's my
yet?
Mr. Postman can you send my love
Baby you've got mail
You know what I'm speaking of
And when I get there
You'll be waiting
All this caking
GOD is
the day we met
I've been needing something new
But Food Stamps Don't Buy Flowers, hunny this I've come to know
Though time and time again you made me
a hat will make it alright
This is what we wear, this is what we wear
So nod your head and stamp your feet, this is what we wear
What do you put on your
bad blood
How you cross me, we come out the mud
What's that? That's bad blood
Snake shit for a stamp, that's bad blood in the camp
She ain't shit,
I keep em hooked like Curry pulling up at half-court. Just another
Stamp in my Michelin Passport. They see I move in silence, so thorough in what I
Food stamps didn't come on time and the lights have been cut off
But look here
Here's a little somethin' about a nigga like me "What's that?"
I
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