Lyrics:
with the flow of the song
That's for the people to decide
Ay, see fragments in the pitch black sky
See my glow as I fly right by
Got my CD flow in my
It ain't safe for the black or the white girls
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe up
wife her
It ain't safe for the black or the white girls
It ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe, it ain't safe
Tell your man pipe up, nigga, pipe
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
(yes)
It's like that man, it's like that (yes)
Check it
I'm not your average MC with the Joe Schmoe flow
If you don't know me by now, you'll never
PARIS Fashion has a new odd couple:
Bernard Arnault and Kanye West
The luxury titan turned out Saturday
Night for an impromptu concert
By West in
the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright
yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's
I’m on that album shit, bitch
Got my nigga Philthy up in this motherfucker
(Got my nigga Philthy up in here) what up?
(What up?) j Stalin
Chill shit
flow and blow
Puerto Rico Southside Latin you're feed pattern
Black people mingle white people buy my single
Bingo bangle let go my
the streets, we back in the lab
Aight then, let's go Nas
It's time, it's album time, yeah
It's time?
It's time, Black, it's time
black tux, binocular
Black luxe, stop it I shouldn't be so popular
Name keep poppin' up face keep poppin' up
On the tube I'm just watchin' Pacquaio box
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
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
I'm over that
Roar like a Thundercat
Hover back
To my brownstone
Hanging out with black panther stones
What the night do
Gangsters
Christ's Disciples
By god, he would, have held the whole fort down
I understood his heart full of good how
He never shook the crux of his old house
By God, she would do
Daddy Rae
Represent (represent)
Magic Mike
Yo, I represent, I represent
I represent 10 albums at twenty seven years old
Millions of copies sold
Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
M.I 2
Got surprise and a fan base get fame
When I'm tryin' on a part you move a hand shake
Can't wait til my album drop
I'ma cop the money call a super
Tec back and give you a gold black eye, blaow
If I give a nigga a shiner consider the shit designer
I slaughter militant rhymers, hold up
My nigga
see me at the funeral I'm telling you to
Take me
To the land of the free where everyone's high and smoke weed but not to get by but to breathe
You
been, I've been workin
But sounds makin danger, and black birds chirpin
A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil
You dig the rhythm, and I'll play
(Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all
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