Lyrics:
so deep
In winter he cracks, in summer he warps
Hang around the backstage door
But he knows what you're waiting for
You rub yourself against his
Get with the man who rips, stop being stalled by them drips
I'll do you swell, I got better aim than Willie Tell
I rung so let me ring your bell
with the iron (bitch)
And I'm done with this shit, man
I'm one of the best mothafuckin' rappers, man (I'm fuckin' done with this shit, man)
You know
dough
From lyrics, riddims and flows
Let me go and do this show
I'm a impatient person, everybody knows
Wickedest MC alive
I provided all the pies,
me
So much because I know just as
An identity card is not
A man, a credit rating is not a country now
You know of my deep association
And confraternity
children play
To a confident look followed by
Do whatever he tells you,
And to a candle-lit prayer after the death of Joseph
The anguish on her face is
man u can't touch this
You'll probably get hyped boy 'cause you know you can't u can't touch this
Ring the bell school's back in break it down
lowo
Now you know say man na singer o
Make me drop on the mic
Omo o'lomo
Omo o'lomo
Omo o'lomo
Omo o'lomo de de de o eh
Omo o'lomo
I drop on the mic
I
Is you rolling
Bitch I might be
Girl he geeked up
Bitch I might be
Yeah!
East Atlanta slum man is where I come from
Pass that bubble thrax
note, you know
Let's do it
Yeah, man
So, like you said, I'm Mason Cole
I'm a 17-year-old boy from Shelby, North Carolina, and got a bunch of local
Rodriguez?
I know no such person.
Don Rodriguez from the Bronx? Don Rodriguez?
I don't know who you're talking about.
I think you do know him 'cause your
brew to you
I'm gonna pour some out for my man pee-wee. (Pee-Wee!)
And do what you gotta do, all right black. Bust it
I'm the suger dick daddy
Fuck
I'm asking now
Take a chance on me
How much clearer can I be?
Hey, boy, what you gon' do?
If you want me like I want you
Then man up and make your move
Galilee
Jesus set a man free up in Gadarene
You can read it in his word
That’s the God that I serve
All power and dominion giving to the saints
And he
An unidentified Ferrari looking object flying by me on the highway
You know how fast you were going?
Nah not at all man
You must have been going pretty damn fast
sword, swinging out my nunchuks
Running out of corn? Man'll get a gun buck
Tell a pussyhole look sharp, fix up
Where you from? Huh, what's wrong?
you suffer that's when you had enough-a
Can I get hot when you hit the jackpot? Surely I can, if you the man
I get loose and produce large amounts
know you
King of this ting, yeah, they all know who
I had man on my side that were moving shaky
Not on my team anymore
Man wanna try take me for
heat
So come on get at me, or keep pursuing that act
Cause I know what the facts be, you a front man from backstreet boy
My backup singers back me up,
and walk out
You know, if one person, just one person, does it, they may think he's
Really sick and they won't take him
And if two people do it, in
collectors hand out
Diggin in your pocket too far
The repo man was starin at my car
Yo, I thought you was in charge livin large?
Chill, all I want to do is
Palestinians know how to party
Palestinians (West Bank) know how to party (yes they do)
In the city of Nablus
In the city Khan Yunis
Deir Al Balah, Wadi
Thela Hun Ginjeet is an anagramistic title
The song has to do with urban violence
Crime in the streets, being mugged
You know, all those kind
one I can
I'd do more than everything
If you'd make me your man
Sergeevna Sergeevna
I'm a curse too much good luck
I'll kiss you and love yuh
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