Lyrics:
And take pain like I used to
And I'm trying to stop cursing but I don't give a fuck
I'm gon' to curse you with lyrical voodoo
I'm the ringleader man
You
[talking: T-Pain]
Aye
You know what this is man
Pree Ringz, homie
T-Pain
A.K.A. Teddy Bend-your-ass-down
A.K.A. Ted running the bathroom banger
There's a lion in a cage right now
Unphased by the chains from the mane to the snout
And the trainer tryna tame her ain't proud of his
Day to day
could go see her, my girl, but it's over
Man, feel like a golden state leader like Caesar. This is my presidency, my presence, you see
Sir, it's less
to open my aching days of pain
Till I die a lonely death inside this worldly hellhole a slave.
(Verse 1 Sketch A Peaze)
Fuck
Chuck Taylors
Dark fat laces and fetti with big-ass faces
Blue gators (?), X.O. by the cases
The rider ringleader with weed and my zag smashin
Ya bang
a day off, you must be kidding
Hard work tends to pay off, when it's written by the man upstairs, tryna get there
I'm that K. I. D. Kid
Same as I always
wasted by mistake at another mans wake choke on
Cake fall to the floor, screaming out your lords name no one came like a year before your first birthday
them Black Eyed Peas
Kids say 'That's the jam'
Beatnuts baby back by popular demand
Drop another jam sock you and your man
If you don't know by now, BLAM
change and defendin' the poor
The God's always been militant, and ready for war
We're gonna snatch up the ringleaders send em home in they drawers
But
clocked her
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your baby
Stand by your, man, stand by your man
You got to stand by your
economics and the law
She found her drive by protesting in Britain
Head held high, she knew she'd found her mission
Paul made her voyage across the sea
Not
Oh, listen to me while I tell you my ditty
Concerning a young man in grave want and need
Whilst attending a course in his home northern city
He
this under way time is money you don't say
Underpaid so we grind and hustle we don't play
The ringleader of this Circus de Solei
And this is Headnod
if you want, then I shoulder the blame
Overcome at times by uncontrollable flames, and multiple pains
Now it seems like I'm goin insane
For the love
if you want, then I shoulder the blame
Overcome at times by uncontrollable flames, and multiple pains
Now it seems like I'm goin insane
For the love
It's hard to smile through the pain yea when you know your niggas ain't here yea
I poured a 4 of purple rain lord could you even my spirts yea
In
Bitch Better Bring Me My Money
(rap song meant to be sang by a man)
Here comes Desire’ riding in on skids
Car loaded up with all them kids
Hanging
You, you
Got you in the visor, I'm the ringleader
So electric tonight
Frowning without the slightest of malice
Don't need to touch the ground
I love
no mind to the truth, only focus on lies
Hello everybody, welcome to the show
I'm your ringleader, Joker, corny I know
Things look great how've you
They want my blood, I can't snooze
No kids in this game, we play by man rules
Caught slippin', better have on your dance shoes
Or get dusted off by
ensemble
Overpriced coffeehouse talk
About the bridges and the hopes
Are they as sound as they seem?
A man with no tongue, preaching
Pointing and screaming
to fess
Kaos, Gripp, the ringleader is rip shit
And when I'm grippin' the mic or when I flip shit
It's not Compton, what's up punk, it's South Central
Kaos, Gripp, the ringleader is rip shit
And when I'm grippin the mic or when I flip shit
[ Havikk ]
It's not Compton, what's up punk, it's South Central
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