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Step up, place your bet and I'll serve you fortune
But first I must issue just one word of caution
Dope lyric presentations are my sole notoriety
-play, day-by-day
Rollin' in my four with sixteen switches
And got sounds for the bitches
Clockin' all the riches, got the hollow points for the snitches
So won't
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
the dopest forever
By kicking lyrics so clever that
No one can do it better (Repeat 5x)
Time is dedicated to say peace to the homeboys
My homie Laylaw, MC
-play, day-by-day
Rollin' in my four with sixteen switches
And got sounds for the bitches
Clockin' all the riches, got the hollow points for the snitches
So won't
Knocked down by some clown when child support knocked
No he's not around, now how that sound to ya, jot it down
I bring it through the ghetto without
Lately,
I´m not listening to music,
not listening to music
Empty lyrics empty music
Worthless singers run by profit
Lately,
I´m not listening
brother's, yeah that's certainly
Course I'm sticking up for brother's, that's certainly
Need some lyrics and beats to get me by
Keep real ogs around me, they
I got mailed an L today
That's the third one this week
I'm sick of losing feelings
That I don't know how to keep
Free for profit beat
Lyrics done by
the norm
Un uh
My lyrics cause brain damage
Fill out this form
Why
When I record huh
I have to wear protective gear sent by the board
Wow
I'm the new hero
Yoda
A Florida, Pensacola
There's more to roll-a by Motorola
I'm in control-a, I hit the quota
I made this beat sound while
I was in Minnesots
Fuck,
my soul
The sound of the drunken revelers broke my heart when time surrendered
I played one note in the sullen light
And hit rock bottom without
somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rival to invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch
Rock
I'm a lying, egotistical, conniving, hypocritical, bigot!
So when I called you a bitch, that's why I did it
Lyrics are poisonous when I spit
It
Once I sat there making beats that made me go insane
This bouncing baseline filled the room with something full of hate
My lyrics sound like they
I see bullshit my head cant maintain
Trying to keep a healthy outlook on the rap game
But people are oblivious to the fact that they sound lame
aside
Now I got a clear sight, sound mind
The Lord is all mine
Life is all mine
If you see me shine
It's cause I been in His presence
Feel like Moses when
old.
It sounds like the same lyrics
Written and spitten
From different rappers and all I'm seeing
Is y'all making music go backwards.
It's my turn
worth the while
Let's go out in style
1-2-3
There's still time to make it right
(Yeah, yeah)
Eyes on me
You'll be melting by tonight
(Yeah, yeah)
Just
another round
We chasing dreams so pussy nigga dont you make a sound uh
Make a sound
Deep in the cut with my broodie we writtin them lyrics on paper so you
Despite the current
The sea I tread in won't my future sins atone
Favor
Rarely manifested by my teachers
Along with students, deemed my curiosity, a tactic
only see you in my dreams
I can only see you in my dreams...
Music by Rita Tekeyan Lyrics by Rita Tekeyan
Drinking industrial quantities Of thermos heat
is that
Cuz I'm around
What they say
No sounds, man these niggas all clowns
Got 'em threaten by my presence
Like if I run the town
And it's still
Yeah, music became my remedy
That's why I've been walking on this road, feeling so alone
Then I found out where's my abode by getting out of my zone
I'm
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