Lyrics:
when I let go and laughed and yelled death by sedan
I classify homeless when writing my rhymes, Kuz I’m hungry I’m starving I feel it inside, I got
cannot fit in my shoes, come and tie him on me
He just wanna be in office, got him Biden' on me
I can see this what you want it, boy
Don't make me call
Eeenie Meenie miny moe
Lemme fuck you by the stove
Yea we really love the hoes
Fuck em then we let 'em know
Keyshia cole let it go
Eat it like
okay okay nigger nigger nigger
Okay okay okay
See abochie tell 'em say you be okay
As you tinup from the bed top be just by grace shoo
Fa w'ani to bibi
Talking
Chorus-DJ Paul-(8x)
I'd rather die a soldier
Than nigga live a coward
(Lord Infamous)
Bullets are spittin' alright
I will let
sight is
Vision stay closed minded
When I'm comin up behind em
50-50 see me grinding
Oh you deaf boy let me sign it
Graph to the points only what makes
of this cloud, 'cause it is just too deep
Sleep baby sleep
(DJ Paul)
We pimpin up on these hoes wit the Mack-10
The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11
Catch
dead nigga walking Frankenstein
Y'all was in a line I had to skip I couldn't waste no time
And I'm on my grind call me Chris Paul cause I'm dropping
These pussy niggas be talkin'
I swear to God I'll blast 'em
Show them that I'm forreal, man I be ball
Look at that fake ass chain look like
He got it from
and find my friends
As fast as Eminem can rap But no, instead I met a 10
Who loves to dance and doesn't want to go to bed yet
Like what cost the rent in
Yo
Couple homies
Couple homies, aye
Couple homies they be sippin' like my tribe
Couple homies they be, they be sittin' by my side
Shootin' stars,
a challenge!
To everybody in Nerdcore
Who wants to answer the call!
But this is not about Beats or Bars
No let's see
Who's got the best
Facts! Cuz that's what I
great
Gram the whole bowl, by myself, they can't move they weight
Swerves on 23rd tell banks knock em, I don't let em wait
Don't ride with the skate, was
of the streets /criteria fillin it/ put together by the piece/ every brick in the building fit/ call big homie everyday / ian pray in a minute/ the nigga serving
the subjecct of prose
a rose by any other psydenym is prolly as gross
you drop a track and they ghost
and yet you still wanna boast
well i been coast to coast
I'm a citizen n' my citizen makes me glisten
Snakes in the grass green hear'em hissing
Mow em' down call a fucking physician
Imma blow up particle
need a transplant and a new gut
But I can't seem to find em tough luck, When I die don't get rid of my stuff
You should know by now I don't give two
If you can't beat em, join 'em..
Then hurt the team by beating yourself
I'm different...in a different way
The only thing that stays the same is
whore bucks nothing but a ho's in my call logs, we aint no lil shit, nigga we the big dogs, why you niggas running, i had 'em jumping like its leap frog,
a chance
Watch ya hands you ain't in my class bitch I'm too advanced
Taliban way I'm bouta kill em call the ambulance
Never land I just got some kushy from
cheat wit that F&N
Glizzy f i'm a put some f's on the rims
She a slim shady hoe i call her eminem
Tom brady with the hoe i passed her to my friend
Can't
yourself get something with size
They say slide in dm I slide to her crib she sayin im him what fuck is Rizz got too much game they call me a pimp what
some clarity
The current stash of rap artist are all fallacy
Please excuse my manners to feed the famished
Diseased and the lost I appease any calls
the Pope (Like the Pope)
I know nigga's and I call em Al Capone (Al Capone)
Go, I know nigga's and I call em Al Capone (What? Al Capone, What? Al Capone)
Go,
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