Lyrics:
it's crucial
I never pay for the entrance and usage uh huh
Iskelem se Jewish so nenza niphelelwe imali niyokolet' e-Gucci
Ukswenka is useless
I'm in
of tweakers calling my
Line to find Nemo
But now they know the words
From Tahiti to Toledo
A couple washed up rappers aggy
Offended by my ego
Shit, I don't even
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
::verse 1::
It's the gangsta M-E-X-I-see-A-N
Back with the rhyme that'll blow your mind that you want to hear again
Because you can't get enough
You already know what it is, from Harlem to Houston
Jae Millz, E.S.G. holla at me my nigga
'Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you
גולם
My frame was not hidden from You
When I was made in secret
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
- Psalms 139:15 (King James
breakin' the ice, got'em laughin' and flirtin'
They be, removin' they skirts when they hop in the 'burban
Once the flick start playin' and the E start
And 30 dollar sacs make sexy hoes moist
Mary Jane and Pam is a cherries main choice
Cause these heffas they like smoking budda by the bay
Well stop talking
a long time
V'e been on the road for so long
I stood up and stayed strong
Boast up to the world like AH king Kong
afterall nothing right ( All
With a bubble eyed bitch
Lighting up your life flying pass all yemps
Cause hoes'll get shife
I swang and swing, down M-L-King
Drop screens on the scene,
that's why they trouble me
Hustle, hustle, live die by the creed c'est la vie in a nutshell
Fancy like a pastel, you know the rest oh well
In the West
good
D is for Drake, guess he lives like old kings would
E is Esmerine, what's the genre there, who knows
F is for Feist, rich and wins all the Junos
G
American
Accents by accident b
Batter babbling battlers with a
Bag of batteries
Ban these bias blaggers because
They're badly backwards b
Batty bible bashers
Damn E, I ain't know you could mix like that
No stopping
I been going hard, taking off like a rocket
Been chasing after bread and I ain't never
and scheme
Way before Meek we was really chasing dreams
Surrounded by choppas and them 9's with them beams
Mind like Malcolm but the heart of Dr. King
Tryna
force
I'm a king, she a queen
Ain't nothing less
Make the kitty uh uh
Like I'm Doug E. Fresh
That boy is so clean
You ain't seen nothing yet
I'm a outkast
slapped in the back of the head
Ain’t no need to repeat cause you heard what I said
I sent them a message they left it unread
Walk by the Spirit I gotta be
supposed to be old
Princes are supposed to grow up and become kings
Brother please, no more Pamela Lee's, let's set it straight
I'm the biggest thing
as an eMCee
Since all o' y'all are woke, I hope you find me when you sleep
I used to write about you, mara outie yam' angisakwazi
Ang'sazi how it was, ngathi
of my castle, causin much pain
You dumb shrimp wimps, it's you I tame
So to the are, to the O, to the D-N-E-why
Now what's that spell? Rodney, that's
on Balboa
You Apollo king
I may look like a rapper but I'm a known clapper
Cleaning out your stash
Slanging hot brass
In a class, all by myself
You slept, I
ones in that ass, empty the whole clip
Made by a snitch , that's why them suckas fall so quick
And if you ain't down for your scratch you must be
of my castle, causin much pain
You dumb shrimp wimps, it's you I tame
So to the are, to the O, to the D-N-E-why
Now what's that spell? Rodney, that's
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