Lyrics:
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
She want to hear track six, she told me that's her (jam)
Baby girl said I got the title, got a nigga feelin' like Michael
Jackson, Jordan, don't
don't forget
Ho's I got the game to
Make their draw's right don't go Hollywood
That's what they tell me
They bought my fucking tape but I can
See that
gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F**** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
Born
of ya
On the other Side
Like that brother Michael W
Smith Got a gift
And I'm using it to glorify
Him full of sin Was this man
I was sure to die
Thought I
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
cheese
So let's talk about Swizz (Swiss)
No, let's not make up a whole bunch
Of lies to get by Cass'
No he didn't sign you over me
Let's not lie Cass'
When
organ chords
Dracula give me a melody
Cuz we are some maestros
I'll drop the beat
If you give me the mic tho
The name is Crispi
Stop calling me Michael
stacks
Sixty M's later and three hunnid tax
Still losing weight with the south on my back, nigga
I pray you play by the rules
I came so close
off
With the sauce Bob Ross used to draw glocks
Now I draw art like Basquiat off tops
Y’all lost....
Muhammad Ali tell me who the greatest
I'm a Make
no reason to sic the dogs on me
Boy, don't jinx yourself, boy, I'm Michael Spinks with the belt
Stringer Bell, boy, my name rings bells for itself
At least I think I did
Just had to adjust the contrast
On how I viewed the things that always liked to hold me back past
Letting the minutes pass me by like
you back so we can kill your ass again"
Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac, but he's close
How I'm 'posed to win? They got me fighting ghosts
me the Doc say when, say when
(When)
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up
I'm tired build me up
Break me
fell off? Don't diss me
Just use some innovation and close your eyes
And visualize us on the Enterprise
And set all coordinates on the subordinate
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
Lionel, then go on and star in a movie
Like Daniel, Big Reefah Hiso music royalties
Like Michael, that being said, be careful up in
This dunya, when a close
on the missing pages from the bible
Cause what I say is final till my last dance like Michael
Hold the title with a rifle rap disciple I will snipe you
Me I like
verse on Brown Stains
We gotta do it again let me
What are you doin'?
Just goin' in, man, you know
Gon' body some shit cuz
What kinda draws are you
degrees, I'm a graduate to a brick
Got me gradually gettin' chips
All my smokers grabbin' a sack of that poison
If you can push it, I'll give you points from
a little chihuahua, you cannot play in the dog pit
W-mans, he tossed me a lob, then I threw it down like Josh Smith
Street sign, told him stop it, grab
feelings mi o le fight e I swear mi o le fight e
I wanna draw you close to me
Right by my side you are supposed to be
But you never stop posting me
I cry
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