Lyrics:
around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you
it lands on another rap singers lips who can't think of sh-
Anything of wit, that's interesting to spit
Yo, who's king of this f- English lit'?
Let
Only bull you should take is by the horns
A mixture of Whitey Ford and Mighty Thor
I everlast, pen is mightier than sword
Finish writin', then record,
and the restless
Next up to bust my shit
From the l-i-k-s's
Yes it's the freshest
Wit lyrics rough around the edges
I'll smoke you on the mic
Like a pack of benson
I use my rose toy to your videos
I use my rose toy when I'm watching your videos (let's go)
Then I edge myself to your videos
I edge myself to your
base form
Why you hating? Lemme give you some to hate on
Who you playing wit? Not I
Still, play wit me but don't play wit my God!
I'm expecting doors
Chorus 1 begin:
It went from smoking wit da homies
smoking’ by myself
cuz aint kno who to trust (aint kno who to trust)
It
or get up n' take em' out n spit cane wit it
Well the answer is right before your eyes
Who do you despise?
Killers who chop you we got to stop you pop
In the life we live as thugs
Everybody fuckin' wit' us so can't you see
It's hard to be a man
Ridin' wit' my guns in hand
Why explain the game?
to trick
Equipped with game so we bang wit this thuggish shit
I see you trying to hide
Hoping that nobody don't notice
You must always remember you still
This a power ballad for sour Alex
Who glower from the town up
At the tower palace, i feel you
This is for the peasantries
With no pleasantries
Hope
Or
Coming up wit shit like plunger I keep a hunnit
Was jogging now running just chasing my dreams
Conscious been split
Maybe
Two aware if you know what I
in'na- Phantom, yuh, uh-yuh, yuh)
(I'm wit' it, who wit' it?)
(I'm wit' it, who wit' it?)
(I hit, then I quit it)
(You wanna get me hard-)
I got zero
Yeah, how many niggas that'll die for you?
How many get a ki', slice the pie wit' you?
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that
Get high with you
Niggas know
gorilla that's way by the warfare
I'm really Guevara them roles out
They want genocide rid us but know they can't kill us
So straight to the system you gone
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who
Hit it, did
formalities of having the fat shit
My status is impeccable
We wreckin' yo crew, the casualty is you
Jagged Edge coming through
Remember who
Hit it, did
direction
With no purpose
With no one to love
And no one to love me, for me
Oh girl then you came into my life
You made my jagged edges smoothe
You
the door, I’m wavin’ a double edge sword
What that means? I’m walkin’ wit the word
And my team, something to observe
You ain’t heard?
Man we in the last days
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
the odds and overcome wit it
Put it in your heart, be overrun wit it
Got a whole list of folks who done done did it
You can take it and rise out the slums
in me
I feel like jagged edge had to put some umph in it
The white house been fucked since niggas put trump in it
I slid in her dms she didn’t reply so
Millionaire, yeah
Who you think you fucking with (bitch)
Who you think you fucking with
Who you think you fucking with
Who you think you fucking with
(I'm
like I'm from clutch city
The few niggas I got left
You stuck wit me
That's on everything
Q been on edge
Tryna keep em kool
For he spaz out
That's
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