Lyrics:
the microphone quick fast
Brothers been tryin to diss for years
As long as I'm respected by my peers
And get cheers - who the fuck cares?
Yeah, I'm weeded, but
melody
An' When I sing our songs it's like you are here
The music is a portal to my brother dear
and now I'm missing you as always
Oh yeah
You make me
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
wrong
Tryin to teach, and usin my song
along, with your wiggedy-wack
Stay back, get back, sit back down
and think about it, whenever you're dissin me
Preventing you from sleeping
at night by repeating my song.
Over and over.
I may be your brother, your friend, your neighbor or else.
But I know you'll never
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
By all your saints still striving
For all your saints at rest
Your holy name, O Jesus
Forevermore be blessed!
For you arose victorious
That they
brother Demond on my receiver
He say where them new songs at, we need ya
(Ahki, where you been at man?)
Chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody
rather have a milk shake -- he keeps forcing down the beer
Just another folkie -- late in coming down the pike
Riding his guitar -- he left Kid brother
Imma do it for the gang, imma do it for my brothers
I'm standing 10 toes behind my brother NB
And you see I'm switching flows
Imma versatile artist
3
these shit songs
Iowa is plagued by the
Ones who wanna get grown
All these pussy ass rappers only do it
For the clout
All these pussy ass niggas
They
Eventually there will be hell
The future just does not look well
All fair use, it was made by myself
Just do it, put your ego on the shelf
In
a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, see-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when
My killers move by they self they’ll get you gone
The 4-5 in the mail when i came home
Had the racks in the safe when i came home
I can’t even go
.....
Its crazy I get to finally hear this last part of this song
This is the outro
I just appreciate you for making it all the way to the end
brothers to the top that's a promise
Bad bitches by the pool topless
And you know our diamonds all be flawless
Yeah you did me wrong now I'm moving like I'm
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real)
in the gutter
Got out that jam now it's foreigns with the seats peanut butter
Bitch, it's BYLUG for life, never crossin' my brothers
(Let's go)
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out
I told my brothers don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
shit to your face
So I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Music take me away
Destiny Child CD, song number three
She cater to me
eternal home
The chandeliers were swaying
From the balustrades above
The orchestra was playing
Songs of faded love
The watchman, he lay dreaming
shit to your face
So I do it over snares and bass (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Music take me away
Destiny Child CD, song number three
She cater to me
the booth,
I take out the pain that’s within and tell it to that software
Civilised construction, cause all my songs are engineered by myself
They say they
to see you
And if you, thinkin' 'bout calling your mommy, your daddy, your brother, your sister
That chopper hit you, having a seizure
I been teaching
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