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Ah, Cartagena, breaks hearts in Argentine
My misses slugs to love me, my wife act like Anita
Terror Squad'll die for
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Harry: (to thing-fish)
Anything you say, master! take me, I'm yours
brand?
I told you, I like, but I live by the five W’s, that’s my brand
How you do it? Is it a friend or your parents?
Why are you? Is it for yourself, your
Of wimpish amusement,
Replaced by a rash
Of 'creative' confusement!
Soon, my brave zombies,
You'll make your return!
Broadway will glow!
Broadway will burn!
The food in your locker keeps shrinking, your celly feet stinking
The canteen ran out of menthol's
Can't see how grown men wash other men drawers
Niggas
attempts, precious took his own life
White boys can't handle the pain at night
You gotta fight for your shoes, or get your a** shook
And walk around with
'cept get catched by dis' lil' stinker over heahhh!
'membuh, we's on broadway! muthafucker be buyin' dem tickets wants a lil' heart, a lil' soul...'n
Big smoke big leaves that cocaina
Big nigga big money in my demeanor
International business handle it by the liter
It's Mr. Watson when you see me nice
on your own
On your own
On your own
In a time undone
Through moments past
Look where we've gone
Look how we'll last
This world unsung
Tethered down
By
It's like yo eye pink
When you touch the mic to hype-speak
Can't compare to how mind leaks
Ain't no going back to your comfort like a signed lease
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
You a bitch forever
We out here
I cruise by
It's not you
SickLonely, Emy, Watson
Bout to break through
And we got the motherfuckin stamina
Comin'
THOUGHT I MADE IT ALL TIL I STARTED MAKIN' MORE
NOW I HATE YOU ALL
DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE I CAN TAKE
BEFORE I START TO BREAK YA OFF
A LIL ONE TWO
KICK IT
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
to break up
Yeah, all I'd do is wait for your call by the phone
But in the end you left me all alone
And every second without you, I second guess how
break my heart
I guess you don't know who your talking too
I'll bet you money no matter how much honey
You'll be mine by the time I'm through
Chorus
bitches up when I go beserk
Like Deku I put in the work
All mighty quirk I'm the number one hero
So how does it feel to get beat by a weirdo
I'm loud
how to fit in when the pieces not congruent
Show you how to get your money up and grind to it
Show you how to follow your own path and don't follow
I
like mid-major March Madness
Players against favorites, I'm just saying
I'm in this like Deshaun Watson playing Nick Saban
And I'm on beat breaks, till I
keep you strong, can't nobody break ya"
Hahaha
All right Pops
It's been almost 50 years, though
How much longer will it last
We need a change now
would surely break my heart in two
11: Somewhere In My Broken Heart
You made up your mind it was time it was over
After we had come so far
But I
played out to another's melody
Never danced with my heart
Oh so take your time
And sit with it
Give it the space that it deserves
Dig down deep to find
searching for home
Sucker don't test me
I'm besting your hopes
Besting your dreams
Gotta succeed
That's by any means
Can't be working for targets
I AM A HEART, WATSON. THE REST OF ME IS MERE APPENDIX.
Splintered soles and cracked rungs.
Soaking flames and black lungs.
Climbing only brings me
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