Lyrics:
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She gonna tell me prompt
Fuck the bank teller
Rumpelstiltskin in her pale skin
Going' all in she gon' love this Dickson
She wish she had me
Under
Feed 'em to the lions
Feed 'em to the lions
Feed 'em to the lions
I said feed 'em to the lions
We tell him
There's no running from me
to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my
now getting flocked to by these woman
The type to take me home and Topple they traditions
Her white family was hoping she would stay away from niggas
beside Meek's personal stylist, Sade
Who tells me
That Meek rarely wears the same shoes twice
Anymore especially his Timberlands, she says
Which are "one
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya like?
Red I Flight the night from LA to NY
I'm Harlem bound
You see
you're a rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is
knocked down doors for y'all that was locked once
I know they might never get me, I still put on for the city like the Lions first round picked me
I ain't
Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's elementary
[Scarlett]
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white
But the Lion ah go catch them one day
Children all you have to do is come and tell the truth
And the Lion will stop his hunting
But the demons inside
Nah sellout yuh kno, weak heart
Beat di system and pree smart
Fi every ghetto yute in di streets
I waa fi see lion paw
Out deh out deh
Out deh out
weakness, get off in her jeans
Tell her she's the sweetest, pull her mental file
See if I can help cause she's livin in denial, bitch
You liable to find me
DVD's (ow)
The come-up was crazy
Don't get smacked tryna fuck with us
Fuck with me, baby (ayy)
It ain't easy, I'm goin' easy (oh, oh)
(Gangsta
the Jackal's words.
Then the two wicked Jackals went to the bull and said:
Dear Friend, I am a humble servant of the Lion King.
But I have something to tell You.
on me
Forget a gang, when we together we're the best army
Please, can't breathe, officer don't shoot
Tell the police "bitch, stop killing us
Back the fuck
Chain
I call it 10 years on the grind
Started to think positive and
Left the negative behind
Been to jail on remand in foreign countries
Don't tell me
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
leave
In the black of the night lit by white in full clarity
(Yeah)
I ain't got no destination
Come face to face with creation
Seeing Dali paintings,
about lions, tigers, bears, oh my
Lions, tigers, bears, oh my
Don't feed the animals
This YellowBrick shit to the death of me
Until I'm not moving, I
Lovin' white dudes who call me white and then try to hate
When I wasn't white enough to use your pool when I was 8
Stone Mountain you raised me well
I'm
on the dvd for smokeyz tv
Way back when they didn't know me
Let me get out there
Let me get loose
Let me buss out this plain white tee
And my skanking boots
to girls,
And I tell white lies, I'll find out the hard way,
Cos she got my favourite smile, her favourite style,
The first hotel, My favourite time,
take what was in me
Australia, Sydney
Might run up in Disney, out in L.A. with Lindsey
Got the eye of the tiger, the lion of Judah
Now it's me in my
licky licky licky
Pumpum
Dema licky licky licky licky licky
Pumpum
Dema licky licky licky licky licky
Pumpum
Ho
Wet dreadlocks
Let me tell you how my
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