Lyrics:
can't cast the next stone
Unless it's baguettes 'round my neck bone
Inside of my frame lies a power
You can't get this game from no TED Talk
I wanna
trucking the chevy
Treason committed by real life daily while I'm blamin' the crazy on psychedelics
Feelin' empty inside wishin' I could feel shit
It's
So either get loose, or you aught to get lost
Cause I'm just about ready to do my thing
Cause I'm the stone cold, New York, Rap Machine
I'm 'a give you
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
and broke their silence
And assembled on the shores
Of the closest island
With their folk beside them
And a rogue defiance
Went 2 by 2 and awoke Poseidon
2 by
side bet
I'm trying to kill two birds with one stone
I just grabbed two birds but one gone
I supply it well that's my clientele
I fire shells if any one
money make your hoes shower on
Other hand got the blunt get my sour on
And no matter what you know what block I'm on
And no matter what you know what
anger righteous?
Is the fight I'm in defined by my own plights that
I get myself into from entertaining my temptations?
From enabling my own worldly,
heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by
heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by
heist
They would all just travel to the past
Get the Stone one by one, reverse the snap
Then put 'em back
Nebula got caught and her
Double took her spot
to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by on her own
She hides the pain
But her heart turns to stone
No time for pity
When her heart turns
While I'm slanging for my grip
So now I'm hitting licks
Quick quiet as a mouse
Last quarters damn it's time to get a house
I found me a shack deep west by
made my face just go sour
And I mean that
Stay acting like I don't have a feeling 'bout you
Two-Faced with a song when I'm dreaming 'bout you
Oh
But now
heart turns to stone
No time for pity, when her heart turns to stone
She cries a little as her heart turns to stone
She's that kind of woman
She'll get by
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
with my initials
Get stabbed by the guy who sent you
I'mma sign, send you the pollution, environmental
I'm a giant pistol, you're a kung fu guy
It's
1067 Tc Jones you might see a nigga roam
Kicking stones writing broken poems
Glass eyes glass skies shatter this
Anatomous analogous dialysis
You can
killed two birds with one stone
Tonight I don’t care
I’m a rebel
No I won’t share
Nothing with y’all
Tryna get to another level
Pour some more inside my
The Goyard is on all fours
I do this shit for encores
I did this shit in Tom Ford
They said I'm wrong for it
I'm so fly I looked up and said get on boy
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Help Me
You gotta help me baby, I can't do it all by myself (repeat 2x)
If you don't help me daddy
Gotta find somebody else
Put on your
Check it
From the underground producers
Turn your face stone like Medusa
Slap dick on a wicked pitch
on righteous ones we give sons
Those who
your eyes
Get to know you while inside this Starbucks
Suddenly my heart was starstruck
Could talk for hours past the closing time
[Pre-Chorus 1]:
I got
can't fly on wing
They say that you can kill two birds with just one stone
Well go ahead and take your swing
But one shot ain't enough when you're
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