Lyrics:
under my arm
Smoke charm and learn about this world's ?
Revelation the world cooks
I spit gold versus the pearl hooks
The first album made the world
The bridges rock my world
Listen up, why the fuck'd the Low break up
They were supposed to make it
Being Canuck kinda sucks, this land's overrated
Promo chicks
my test
Happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep the world turning, turning
Oh I believe that, happy people (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah)
Keep us
season to season
Why you stuck thinkin' that they give a fuck?
You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga, you're lyin'
'Cause half of my niggas long
of the bested,
Wing Chun, Forest Gump, Elvis Presley,
Russian sambo, American wrestling,
Japan sumo, Slowmo,
One style is not the whole world,
A lot a war, a lot
off
How, nigga? My last album was The Chronic (nigga)
They wanna know if he still got it
They say rap's changed, they wanna know how I feel about it
puff puff dib I need to live please pass that
as we zone shoot a jewel in baby girl dome
It's a crazy world let me drop you home let's go
by the way
get me wrong, got four albums, stay consistent
You got a bodyguard, I let my nigga tote the biscuit
Twist ya cap back, you got blood off on ya fur hat
Fuck they can't stand up next to me
Competition bring out the best in me
Shit you talkin weirder than Elvis Presley
I'm tryin to blow out
listening to elvis presley and press wanna press me
Hah impress me
They ask me what is success, Me
I’m always my best, not a less of me
I ask God
To fill me
with rumors, now I'm checkin' in a room alone
At the Heartbreak Hotel like Elvis Presley
Pressin' my buttons, but butterflies been replaced by knots
I've
on Gretzky
She ride a nigga like a jetski
Nah these niggas cannot test me
I am rockstar, Elvis Presley
Shit is spooky, Freddie Jason
I do not fuck with no
of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should
sayin' this my "Jesus Walks"
I'm just sayin' God, I need to talk
Too many kids in the community outlined in chalk
Scared of drive-bys when they should
Inhale imagination and breathe wonder
That's your lady, I used to run up in her and G weed from her
It's a cold world and niggas need summer
At times my
records to a totally different audience
I take a precaution that nobody else has
I stickered my album
I made two versions, two versions, two versions
the most powerful government in the world. And, uh, Mr. Fitzwater invited me to come here tonight to create some balance, because there has been some things
born to rule my domain
Album ain't even in stores, they tryna sue me for my name
Shit insane, so berserk, never complained, I just work
Chasin' after
of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should
wait, no way, you're kidding
He didn't just say what I think he did, did he?"
And Dr. Dre said, nothing, you idiots
Dr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my
(okay)
To his album we ride we so mob (okay, yeah)
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people's player
I did what the culture
Stereo,
Buddy Holly, Elvis Presley.
Black Flame Trilogy.
Quadruple louder bass.
Battle sites. Little Rock.
Satellites in outer space
Words won?t
feeling waves upon my soul
In this life, this world in general is so cold I got some people playing some important roles
Let me take control, yeah
I ain't
words to my songs like Elvis Presley
You better not play with my name or try and threat me
And if you do then Imma ball like Kyrie cause you can't check
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