Lyrics:
of truth, I'll give you facts right now
Fuck this cypher, my mind ain't on rap right now
So it's fuck metaphors and punches, all the witty shit
Got
herself
You've got it right this time
Got it all figured out
You're not the same as her
Got it all figured out
Got a husband, joined a church
And had
(You've got a prepaid call from Blacksmith)
I cut off that sentence pressing 5 to accept it
He said waddup one, it's been the ill minute
First and foremost
won't give up
Dear Caleb I know you got that fire in you
You've got a torch, let it burn, go do what you're made to
Dear Jaden the climb is hard, I know
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
the chicken pox
I was "J" and knockin' boots right down the socks
She was freaky and wild, oh man could I call it?
But when I dropped her off, she had stole
the chicken pox
I was J and knockin' boots right down the socks
She was freaky and wild, oh man could I call it?
But when I dropped her off, she had stole my
got my back, its conjoined
That's a fact, you've been warned
Bitch I'm back and restored
I just load a clip and 2uco hit the track to record
We all here
guap
Know i be keeping alot
Used to post up by the spot! aye
Purple stuff purple stuff
Got a thottie on me naked and she going dumb
Purple stuff
Purple
Kensli (igh)
Grown but I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my Christmas list
Copped the new toy that can't fit under
wants to do it alone
Just under the covers must be hot
There's a line up around the block
I want the best thing that you've got
Load me up 'cause I'm
ever wanna let you go
It's a certain kind of feelin', you know that feelin' you get
When got it right, then you know what's what
You got me on some
worth doing nothing half-hearted.'
Harry buttons his coat and tries to settle his
Panic
You've got know what you're in it for
And keep on, right
won't take long. No, it won't take long
Yo, I'm moving it on, and it won't take long
I'll try and wrap it up by the end of this song
But while I got you
Ayyyyy It's Big
The big one
The Big Ziggie
Souffle me please
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
My opps dead I dont got no opps
Got alot of kids I'm pops though
Colin Powell, general admission
You are all welcome, new Malcolm of the talcum
By any means, AK lookin' out the window screen, uh
Let's get it on, new
the stuff everybody thinks about
Genocide and torture
It's not a theodicy problem
It's the comical, idiotic stuff that you can't shake:
That guy who got
Now Charleena’s four kids ain’t got no fuckin’ Mom
People fed up and the precinct bricked up
Protests picked up so the police cliqued up
They block
snap a second time
After that, I guarantee
You will be standing next to me
Left or right side, take your pick
But girl, you've got to make it
snap a second time
After that, I guarantee
You will be standing next to me
Left or right side, take your pick
But girl, you've got to make it
teach our
Kids to believe in themselves if my
Grandfather was here right now
He would not let me back down
I don’t know what I’m finna lose after this
It
sound all in your section
No question
The Scienz of Life, don't confuse it
Aiyyo if it don't sound right than it ain't music
*indistinct chatter by
Don't fear no mountain, don't fear no climb
Don't need no woman to get me by
I got it bad, I read your mind
Know what you're thinking all the time
hawk while pigs talk
Been trained by the best and we got guns, go back, collect when the job's done
It's that murder shit, when we creep on your block
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