Lyrics:
It starts with a witty chat-up line, but one crafted solely for her[00:05.29]I scan her Tinder bio[00:07.05]It says she's a writer that she likes
resolve unchanged.
Devolve back to Kane
wide open veins
Watch it crumble from beneath
What a got-damn shame!
This for the writers and the crowd inciters
greatness (Uh-huh)
My man Hell Rell's in the building, BX borough. (Uh-huh)
J.R. Writer's here, you know he's the Writer Of Writers
Right now, I don't know
I'm up late, tryna wrestle with this writer's block
Frustrated, crossin' over every other line I jot
Perfectionism such a lethal weapon, double-sided
And who's my writer
Why you make my life impossible
Do I really exist why do I feel invisible
And one day
I woke up in prison
Surrounded by women
Bad
me just the same
Chorus:
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
Believe me
camille Paglia
The famous feminist writer, said
That I set women back by
Objectifying myself sexually "Oh", i
Thought, "so if you're a feminist
You don't
It's the respect I speak of
Blowin' up out my speaker
Tellin' women they bitches and wonderin' why they leave us
Sellin' minutes distinguish the time
Life in this society being, at best, an utter bore and no aspect of society being at all relevant to women, there Remains to civic-minded,
The most coward way women are the
Essence of life i cherish them my strength
Is given to me from my
Mother i am everything she taught me to
Be i was raised
flooded in Rubes all in my jewelry
Cheiffing on train wreck Easing my brain cells Coughing tell I feel woozy
CJ come with a triad swag no San Andreas no
to touching on women
Impregnating heathens, fake friends and celebrities in ya face breathing
You said you rap better but look what you written
Calling niggas
the truth
I do not care for horses, whiskey,
Women or the loot I said I was a writer,
My soul was all on fire
He looked at me an' he said, "You are
For us rapper men to disrespect women infront of friends
Nonetheless; here comes that kid Sean that I used to be cool with
Went to school with, now this
to
Everything I do came from writer's passion
Learning while I live thru the everlasting
Feeling I get from my bible after I scan it
Tryna gain closure in
to stack shelves, move pelico, sad world that we live in, gotta teach my black boy, why his daddy loves black women, they win, we win, every bodies winning,
HONKY TONK WOMEN
WRITERS MICK JAGGER, KEITH RICHARDS
I met a gin-soaked barroom queen in Memphis, She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had
They love me just the same
CHORUS
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it
That's my life and all that I've got
Call me a liar, call me a writer
the layout
Pretty women wanna lay out
I leave it all at the safehouse
I keep the money at a safehouse
Know they waiting for their pay-outs
Gorilla coast
committed
I'll be flying if I didn't. Let me tell you that I
I'll be there
Broken-hearted women, I'll beware ouuuuu
I'll be there
Broken-hearted women, I'll
Yeah
I was having writer's block before I wrote this man
I couldn't think of nothing
Then I made one of the realest shit I ever wrote
Putting in work
women, women with children
Busy with children, and things that they do
There are a lot of things a lot of mommies can do
Some mommies are ranchers,
women, women with children
Busy with children, and things that they do
There are a lot of things a lot of mommies can do
Some mommies are ranchers,
and parted.
I meet a woman on the plane. She is for women's rights. Her husband
is picking her up at the airport. Where are you going? We'll give you a ride.
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