Lyrics:
west Bolivia!
I blew the jury a kiss they rather dismiss
Than swim with the big fish
YOU fuckin' guppies!!!!!!!!
Gangsta's make the world go round
Faculty runnin' been a beast on these beats
Even Church say I'm OG
Didn't realize we sampled
Circles, Uncle Waylon, rest in peace
And Mr jennings, big shout
the don room
You dealing with a boss
Need to recognize
I be wrecking guys
All for the exercise
Big guns
They be threatened by the weapon size
See me coming
You wait for death to happen
You loot the bloody wrecks
You con the elderly (feebelos?)
Up out they penchant checks
You kick em when they down
was by him
Whoever said big boys don't cry was lying
Yeah, cuz' i'm the biggest here
Wish that i could shed a tear
Took a trip up to a pier
Just so that
this square up
Pain
Rain
Trains
And angst
Break
Away from this world
What's the reason
For these tears on my face
I been cheating my fate
Ether
Rewind a tad, my coming out
The day my mom and me went south
I did not come out by choice
A cop came in and took my voice
From there I finally found myself
I'll take the rest of your kind with me
Beyond these walls a world you'll never survive
Don't step from your station or else you'll get eaten alive
made by the CL Smooth
Live 495 I arrive in person
Hard dialogue without a whole bunch of cursing
It's my perrogitive, so back up and live, fool
gon’ cost you
More than four quarters
Big mouths I slap shut and
Slap nuts I vanquish
Flap them lips too much you’ll
Leave using sign language
Call me
to the fairgrounds, tears welling in their eyes
To see the great cowboy give way to calm blue skies
So we say goodbye to Big Tex
Another outlaw laid to rest
In
in this big old world with who I’d wanna spend the rest of my life
So I’ll grab the keys and you grab my guitar, I said “baby c’mon let’s drive.”
Now
in this big old world with who I’d wanna spend the rest of my life
So I’ll grab the keys and you grab my guitar, I said “baby c’mon let’s drive.”
Now
Don’t wreck your head
Just try to find some peace and maybe rest
Don’t doubt it all
Letting go is what is best sometimes
Don’t question the world
My nigga told me keep my eye to da street
I kno dese niggaz is playin for keeps
But fuck em we up nigga I'm gotta eat
Lotta gas comin in by da fleet
world is an opponent
But I can live forever thanks to audio components
Every mind is one of a kind so why we try and clone it
Can't acknowledge pure
The world sees the apocalypse as a
Mystic cryptic message of doom
The first four seals are represented by four
Riders on four different coloured
Lagos gon be big for e yeah yeah yeah
I go by the name
B o b b y
Bobby
Tell your friend to listen to my pretty vibe
E ti mo mi now
Me I be city guy
Akure
big storm and it's caused by me
Right now it's Big Chino who fighting possession
Fighting my whole body's own aggression
Lost control of myself back in
the world, word
[A.B. Money]
Listen there was a man in Brooklyn, New York City
Where the guys are fly and the ladies looking pretty
I'm
Daddy thing)
Tampa, can't forget Virginia and North Carolina
L.A. and Oakland (it's a Big Daddy thing)
And the rest of the world as we go a little
down my family (yeah)
Can't forget about my team (no)
Yeah, real ones by my side
It's a cold world that's hard to find (uh)
Gotta have ones who
real, we have the rest of our lives
The rest of our lives
You deserve the world, so that's what I'm gon give you
Just give it some time, I'll be making
untouchable
Renegade never been afraid MC's get it too
The moral of the story is this
I used to say get off but this time
Suck my dick!
I'm from BK home of Big
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