Lyrics:
Simmer down
Won this town with my vocals
I'm loud and outspoken
They're out of control with it now
Wishing can get you half of that
They must believe when
Hundred degrees
Gonna be a hot day
Hot day
Don't get twisted on me sister
Ballistic on me Mister
It's all just a pack of lies
Don't get twisted
Andrew Dice bold
Snap ya cannon
When I pose
You Enes Kanter
In the post
See you
Standing round
The table
Scared to let
The dice roll
Every time
They
I got real beef wit Ron Desantis
The racism in that state
Man it's running rampant
Elephants in the room
They don't care bout pampers
They just want
what I seek
But I know it's out there
Through my looking glass
I see endless space repeating
Guide us home constellation stars
Sisters show the way
bombast of its breast
By which I knew upon waking
It was telling me
In no uncertain terms
To bellow forth the tubas and sousaphones
The whole rusty
going on," he said, "I can just feel it in the air"
He went to get the hangin' judge, but the hangin' judge was drunk
As the leading actor hurried by in
the blame"
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, "We're not those kind of men
It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again"
Joey,
hand, said, we're not those kind of men
It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again
Joey, Joey
King of the streets, child of clay
Joey,
I mean it's sometimes friends become
Family
Sometimes family become enemies
See she was a friend of the family
Like a sister or a daughter is
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town
[Incomprehensible] town
Wanted man by the Boller Sisters
Wanted man by Kid Callahan
Hey darlin' don't you tell me you don't want me
'Cause I'm a wanted man
On a Sunday afternoon
We were chilling in a park
Just waiting for the sun to go down
It was me, J_Slime, and D-Mo, and you know
We run this town
Kicking with
feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its like everything that I had, it won't ever be the same
I feel I'm sicking home the cemetery
'Cause
feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its like everything that I had, it won't ever be the same
I feel I'm sicking home the cemetery
'Cause
I'd like, I'd like to start by sayin' baby welcome to my world
And I'm happy it's official I'm your man and you're my girl
But I think that just
stand you
I'm rippin' through your town
Like Hurricane Andrew
Get more respect than ya neighbourhood
(ROUGHNECK)
Stay away from us, or I'll put you in
her in a movie by Andrew Blake.
Baby, I just really want to know you,
Can't keep me away, not if you tried,
Got lost in your town, ain't in no
daddy's pocket man you really ain't a G
All these money can't be real when you got it by deceiving
Respect all my sisters putting work in in the streets
to make noise
We're here to make noise!
Nigga, we're here to make noise
With VA and Detroit boys
[Pusha T]
Twin Nina Ross sisters
Promise to never
It's a quiet street in someone's town
On stranger's feet I mark my ground
I trace my circles round and round
I'm sworn to find me
In a party
brown, brown 'til I'm clean
Then I walked where I'd be shaded by the trees
By a meadow of green
For about a mile
I'm headed to town, town, town in
brown, brown 'til I'm clean
Then I walked where I'd be shaded by the trees
By a meadow of green
For about a mile
I'm headed to town, town, town in
routine before I break
Meet me by the lake
Sneak out when it's late
I'm gonna miss my sisters but as long as I'm with ya
I'm ok meet me by the lake
Meet me
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