Lyrics:
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
Look at what
marryin'
Princess Looky, so you'd better get used to the idea. [smack]
Guards! Make sure the Prince doesn't leave this room until I come
and get 'im.
GUARD
livin'
The fence is too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell, hot
Get a life, now they on sale
Then I might cast you a spell
than these bitches
And I'm just so sick of this shit, it's ridiculous
Middle finger to the feds, (?) all day
Take her out to eat then I make a bitch
And the tears wear a colder complexion.
Humour can offer diversion,
But it dilutes real anger
And nothing gets confronted.
We are ruled by dangerous
did this, sucking on a big dick
What bitch? You better check the size, and recognize
When I'm between your thighs
Shit, I get hard from the sound
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
never did this, sucking on a big dick
What bitch? You better check the size, and recognize
When I'm between your thighs
Shit, I get hard from
gettin' this bread, bought her a Birkin bag uh uh
Everyone look at the tag, I do the digital dash uh uh
I can do more than just brag, I can back it up uh
Watchin' him get dragged away
If you wanna get this lil nigga back safe
You better do every motherfuckin'
Thing I say we got guns like the CIA
Fuck the FBI
niggas praise Yukons and getting paid
Its goin' take a lot more than coupons to get us saved
Like it take a lot more than du-rags to get you waves
Touched by an Angel’s kiss
I’m living in Heavenly bliss
Nothing’s better than
No nothing’s better than this
Been around the world
Yeah I’ve seen it all
Had
To a parallel prize
The walks by faith
The sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye?
Well I...
I can't get there
Outside bringin' hands or cyber-enhanced
I'm built different (I'm built different)
This Ragnarok, these rags get rocked, bitch
Yo' whole crew (Bitch, yo'
through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges? Mind's saying, "let it go, fu-
time, you better go and get the sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had passed and I'd forget
And the purpose of life can be defined by scientific outcomes
So tell me what theory can you cast your care on?
And what quadratic equation can get your son off
Firmin, just a brief reminder
My salary has not been paid
Send it care of the ghost by return of post
P.T.O.: no one likes a debtor
So it's better if my
I got choppas galore
I got ammo in bulk
All black in this bitch you would think
I was part of a cult
If I don't go and get it
Than it was only my
on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got a mind of your own
No need to shop around you got the good stuff at home
Nothing make a man feel better than a woman
of evenings
And man you better believe it
Cause yeah
Whoever needs to hear this
You got to get up and go
It's hard to put in the legwork
But homie, hope that
you don't keep up you get left behind (You get left behind)
Mulah work his magic, cast a spell control ya mind (Cast a spell control ya mind)
I see
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