Lyrics:
Owned by rotten cats without ears
And senile spiders without mouths
- Bald furs.
Oh ! If your house was full of human breath,
At last maybe you'll feel
respect
Because farmers feed cities and work harder than most
Join me as we honour them with a toast
By having one more for the road
Because it's a long way
the king of my empire
Im in love with the lifestyle
Money bags with the lights out
Hit a check in a drive by
I keep on running them red lights
I keep a tool
niggas, I don't know them?
This nigga looking at me like he want some
Pistol to his face if he owe some
My niggas keep them tools make 'em blow some
what they do
When a hook come around
Them kids come down
They a tell on you
It's snakes in the grass
Getting trapped by rodents
Potent we smoking
THE SYMPTOMS ARE OVER
DAYS GO BY
I'M A TOOL LIKE YOU
DAYS GO BY
THE SYMPTOMS ARE OVER
DAYS GO BY
I'M A TOOL LIKE YOU
DAYS GO BY
THE WAIT IS OVER
what you want then?
I put niggas in motion
My snipers go to scopin’
Everybody in here got a tool
Pop the top right off a fool
Breakin’ room, might make
I'm surrounded by these snakes and they all choking my neck
I'm surrounded by these snakes and they all choking my neck
I'm surrounded by some fakes I
bring zees into germany. zees are japanese tools. why do you bring japanese tools to germany where we make the finest tools ever, you, what are you
a friend
Mama, I can be both of them
I got the tools to satisfy
Just walk away, if I fall shy at all
Come on baby finish what you started
I'm
a friend
Mama, I can be both of them
I got the tools to satisfy
Just walk away, if I fall shy at all
Come on baby finish what you started
I'm
to his face if he owe some (Bang bang)
My niggas keep them tools and
Make 'em blow some (Grraa)
OTF, they riding for Sosa (Sosa)
Riding with my hitters
God bless the USA
God bless the USA
God bless the USA
We're saying no way, no way USA
By declaring war on terror you declare war on yourself
We're
By a man like that?
Do you wanna be told
By tools like that?
I'm never wrong, so tell me where
I'm never wrong, so tell me where
I'm never wrong,
a team (woo)
On top of my dreams, Joyner, I know you inspired by me
Like I was inspired by Nelson Mandela, I give him a rose for every endeavor (hey)
always says the truth
And now I know what I feel
I feel tuned
Tuned by you
By the magic of your tools
Every step I take is safe
Cause you illuminate
My
to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
Sorry officer I don't care how pissed it gets you
But I
bwoy to rest a night but ano pillow, n**ga
Sen fi di tool mek we school dem
Blood nuff uh think a pool Delapp uh nuh see a fool dem
Have some killer weh
I love my backwoods and I know she love her cone
She know a nigga keep that good and keep it by the zone
Yuh Yuh keep it by the zone keep me in my
wit me
By dis time day know that dat K wit me
I swear I stay high den a maple tree
I smoke all my weed outa maple leafs
I caught my 1st case down by
a mood
This should put you in a mood
Winning and I can not lose
Call me Bobby cause I got the tools
Cant hop on my wave
I stay on the water but I do not
cause they don't have the answers
Well, I have the tools just give me a blank canvas
Scary to see the talent out of Nowhere, Kansas
A mix of everything
the booth
And I'm finna spit a little silver tongue
On my tools bitch I got a crown and it's going down
Down the street yuh
I'm alone in the attic in
ain't always, always such a freakin' tool
And yes you're mistaken
The future ain't forsaken
And we'll all be making it by
Cause you're wrong,
Dead wrong
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