Lyrics:
I probably
Won't come if there's not a fee
And if they try come stoppin' me
I swerve both ways, dichotomy
I like women and men (Yeah)
Work so
When you're weary, feelin small
And tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I am by your side
When times get tough
And friends just can't be found
looking lost by the trappings that men get
While seemin' pretentious
So they don't understand what my bent is
While cruisin' on a path quite narrow
by nature's author
A floral figure born from the fauna, here no longer
Had she lost her way Dived too deep submerged in her work
Or maybe did she take
what I've done
Who I am or where I'm from
If you don't know it by
Now then you just dumb
I ain't got no pistols, inf beams
Choppers or no Dracos
No car,
how a rapper that's intelligent sound
Who done mastered rap
To smash a cat on SMACK
I've been fiendin' since the Dizaster match
Your swagger rap is
WooHoo!
Shine!
Make 'em wonder what you've got,
Make 'em wish that they were not
On the outside looking bored.
Shine!
Let it shine before all men
Sometimes, I feel
Which is a miracle to say out loud, because men ain't supposed to have feelings
Except anger
When I'm sad, I'm angry
When I'm
We've had enough of the lackluster-trust us
We get the kind of games you can't rent at Blockbuster
(2X)
Del: Hey KU you know my SEGA collection is
the eve of election
ex-girl collection
why/ into why not
into what else you got?
it's just how men mark time ann slams in
another lightening round begins
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches
livres ça écrase les moustiques (bzz)
Un doigt dans l'engrenage puis j'rentre au bercail
C't'album y'a mille mains un peu comme les Hentais (mais nan)
Cet
You got to work, struggle, hustle all day
Cause someone always wants to take the title
When you reign
Stay on your toes, so you remain
Stay atop
Verse 1: Po3
I’m motivated by the notion of being overrated or under-appreciated for greatness
I know the matrix, with the numbers on the screen I
nobody tells me to work harder
Feels like I've been broken into pieces like a salada
I just had to put my guard up and spit bars like I've been locked up
the years when I was young
Things that used to terrify me
Are the things, that I've become
I throw on my leather jacket, a collection of biker patches
in life
Men who would stand by them through thick and thin
Men who'd go to work everyday and
Bring home their hard earned pay
Men who'd give their
women who've had so many good men in life
Men who would stand by them through thick and thin
Men who'd go to work everyday and
Bring home their hard
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
crib and a chain and a ring and a whip and some rims for the tires
Guess what? Mom don't work, sent a hundred grand in a LV purse
Made a album with
you know
I don't like rappers who say they got next
When they've been in the game for 10 years or so
Impressed by the fact that you fake niggas famous
cultures to find identity
Creating divide bigger than ed’s album three
White men hold the power like a clan
I don’t think you got the facilities for that
out that’s power ten boys that’s facts ten thousand then by see my dick it’s time to show me what you got without calling in your head every girl dirty
fantasy
I been on my A game, so there's no need for a plan that's B
Cause my ceiling's so high, one day I'll be where the planets be
I've been searching
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