Lyrics:
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
[church bell ringing]
Yeah, yeah, we want all that shit, we'll take all that shit
Sneak up on 'im right, feel me?
Soon
[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
[church bell ringing]
Yeah, yeah, we want all that shit, we'll take all that shit
Sneak up on 'im right, feel me?
Soon
but shit on hisself and a funky bill
Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit
that's when I get to killin shit (killin shit)
And settin 'im up
that Walter Radni shouldn't tek up his true weight
an' go carry 'pon 'im back like 'im de weary man a rock
But look how de clou' dem jus' came sat upon
but shit on hisself and a funky bill
Pullin out bills, frontin on material shit
that's when I get to killin shit (killin shit)
And settin 'im up
engine boasting flow KO
Over object emotion
On how I stay floating
Yeah
Now don't nobody tell 'im
He a lemon
He gon find out quick
How this rap game get
violence, oo this shit's delicious
ADHD, PTSD man he's a freak
Send 'im to the damn streets
Put 'im on Paxil, put 'im on Lamotrigine
Put 'im on Lithium, make
It's a fight to the finish, may the best man win
Yeah, but y'all seen 'im
He's got style and he's got slick
But you've got heart and you've got
dead in the market
Stone cold dead in the market
I lie cold dead in the market
She killed nobody but her husband
I lick 'im wit' thee pot and thee
dead in the market
Stone cold dead in the market
I lie cold dead in the market
She killed nobody but her husband
I lick 'im wit' thee pot and thee
the city with my hand all over my dick
I been feeling myself
Let a pussy try me imma let him know what it is
Don't get to full o' yo self
Put a hole in 'im
I'll just sit here in my truck
And act like I don't know 'im when they pass
Anyway, when they're all through
I've got to go to work and mow the grass.
lookin' down his neck
Tryin' to get more out of 'im
Than he really ought to have to put in.
After twenty-nine long years of workin'
In this shop with
I believe you'll be leavin' soon
And Jesus He stood and just cried when He saw
He said roll away the stone
‘Cause He didn't wanta see ‘im gone
You
I believe you'll be leavin' soon
And Jesus He stood and just cried when He saw
He said roll away the stone
‘Cause He didn't wanta see ‘im gone
You
You and little fella wanna go?
Smash em Mungo, get 'im brah
Uppercut the cunt mate uppercut 'im brah
Uppercut 'im Mungo uppercut 'im
Uppercut em brah
wid 'Im
Spirit feel weak like mi flesh done kill it
Feel like, like mi soul waan fidget
Cyaan lie, mi pon di ropes I'm tripping
But mi cyaan rush
isithim isithim that you chose over me
isithim isithim that you chose over me
take the p's out of pimp
and you get ‘im
‘letmese, lethimse, letmese,
I gets the blinds on 'im and it sure is a fright
Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight
Then I steps on 'im and I raises the blinds
Get
Worrying And Grow The Bomb
Even though 400 years had
'im reluctant to farm
Unbearable Lightness at the end of your arm
Weight in the palm, calm mista Lawnge
tell that long-tongued liar
Go tell that midnight rider
Tell the gambler, rambler, backbiter
Tell 'im God Almighty's gonna cut him down
Great God
get hit from the back
I love I love anime tings
I just want money and fame
‘Im a lame boy in the rain
Mosh in the back in the dark with the bats
Love
lotuvya might remember
Ol' Jerry caught the biggest bass ever caught on our show, and like all our guests,
Ol' Jerry let 'im go. We had ta whack 'is ass
I gets the blinds on 'im and it sure is a fright
Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight
Then I steps on 'im and I raises the blinds
Get
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