Lyrics:
Hey yo man, I just got jacked man
They always talkin that black on black crime man
I'm fin' to go put in some work man
"I am pleased, to have
having never seen me
So they say, o lord, we are pleased, be pleased with us
So allah, rabbul izzah says, if i wasn't pleased with you, i wouldn't have put
It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never
I'm pleased to meet you, my name's Dan
And I'm an honest working man
A tarnished badge, they tell me
But it's one I wear with pride
A fair day's
god of the earth
And all the demons were fearful of man
And all wicked demons were terrified by man
And they never trouble man for man was the God
to the bone
Pick up my phone hit Pream
Gotta put that nigga in a scene
Outkast by any means
Black man get typecast for anything
Ghetto, Medals uh
Never won
dough in your pockets
(Yuh) lost your bro only to get
Trolled by that Gollum (Uh)
Save your jokes
You can never cope with your problems (Yo)
Your finger
I'm pleased to kill
Decapitate
I'm rappin funk
They flow tha skunk
I flew tha coop
They shoot like hoops
End dead in trunk
My words is truth
Ya work is
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
Let freedom ring with a buckshot, but not just yet
First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat
And a pale man walks in the threshold
yeah
You see I should've changed my plans
Let you be my man just for your doe
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
And never ever have to explain
Damn, I should've never
with my guns by my side
Ready to ride till I die
And I'm a soldier
And you can see it in my eyes
Even when the man dies
They say a soldier
Larenz Tate
To that Love Jones
She said
“You’re All You Need To Get By”
Method Man, Mary J. Blige
You got a onion booty
But I hit it so good
That I’m
I’m
Talkin' gypsy market blues
I was too late but I never got to choose
Talkin' gypsy market blues
I was too late but I never got to choose
Gotta
nosedive
With the crew, we be slick
Slipping by with what we came here to do
All the other guys try, man
I'm just letting loose
Never been good at that
like a Renaissance painting
From Portugal or Spain It reminded me of my trips to Europe
Going to the Prado and the Reina Sofía
I never saw skies like
lean
Gettin' nothin' done, man you so pleased
Everything handed, no need
I got a jump start with my own feet
Pull my pants down so you can suck on deez
315
Man there lookin ata magazine
It said punk on the cover
He didn’t lool up
Went outside and my ears stood up
Standing over by the record machine was
dickhead)
He's wearing General's trackie in
Trap Goes Dead he's a fucking bum (Ayy)
Who them man tryna draw out? (What?)
Could never be me the last time I
She a lil PYT
I need ID
Come full of self esteem
My three eyes beaming
But she self-deceived and never pleased
I got no selfish reasons
She's so
the time for a flex, I got the time for a jet
You said you taken by a man, I got the time to pretend
If it’s a night for two, then I’ma make it the best
crossed me out in fashion
You can never repay me for the trust you destroyed
Only God knows the shit I tried to avoid
And the shit that I supported, I
That bih met let her man go
Done put them all all in the friend zone
She a groupie so I put her in the fan zone
YSL what I'm rocking I got bands ho
As he embraces every inch of you, the woman I adore
I can't believe the way you're bending
Can't believe this never ending moaning asking him for more
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