Lyrics:
in row 3.
He spits, he drools, he points his finger at my face.
This lad obviously possesses the aggressive trapped energy which puts your fist
[Rap Intro]
They say life is a dice game.
I'm surrounded by these fucks.
Screws loose and smooth brained.
Bend down, suck on deez (what?)
They
My guns are bigger than a baby's arm
With Agent Orange like I was raised in ‘Nam
The bullets stay inside your brain
Like it's your favorite song
I
pass by
You identified the flowers on the road
I rolled the windows down and shut off the radio
Did you ever think you'd end up here
All those late
down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
Got to my kneest, I was
Elite beatboxer minus the raps
Rollin' with at least three choppers, Ryan is that
I literally keep three shottas
I'm lyrically James Todd, Tariq
Black rapper with a conscience I'll be out by half past
27 coming sooner than you think, 5 years till I'm a tree in Bedfast
Loving memory of the boy,
wanna get it on this?
Yes whatever man
I think I got something special for you two
Let me introduce you
Cause Cudi and I we go all over the place
We, We
From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you
From old Montana down to Alabama I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You dealt the cards but you
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
destiny
Move, change, and be, now!
[Chorus Three: sung by choir]
Searchin so looooong, lost in the clouuuuuds
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you
as before
I don't want your product
Lost me in the waves being Made
By your lies left me there with No life vest
Drowning in the water
Weighed down with
Student
Don't forget, I can take down Your entire security network with Just three clicks
Design and destroy
Noted. Good then. Morgan Genco, the decorated
By the fountain, all the lovers get along
They'll kiss, make believe that they belong
Meet me up the hills of Babylon
And I'll teach you a special
Grandmaster Flash, Spoonie G and the Treach' Three
Fearless 4, spirit of hip-hop was etched in me
See, I was down, brah, but let me get down to
V-Town I was
And wedged one under each of his powerful arms and sneaked into a telephone booth
He closed the door! and he pulled down his gray denim bus driver type
threw this song ima give my appreciation back
Remember a long time ago I would be down in da basement rappin
Shed stomp on da floor n say quit all dat
wrapped in foil,
A special pack contains salt,
Vinegar and oil,
To add to my discomfort,
Lightning hits the deck.
Down the aisle they venture,
Pouring
opponent
M.C. Ice T just microphonin'
33 and 1/3 revolutions per minute
This record is def because my heart is in it
Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight
Board!
From old Montana down to Alabam'
I've been before and I'll travel again
You trifling women can't keep a good man down
You've dealt
what the morn's bringin' so it's hard to doze off
Three 'o clock in my socks I crack the dope song
Hopin' when I open the door I'll see Santa
Now who
found his plan was sound
They followed granddad out the back door, yes they did
They follow them down
And what a night
It must have been
But when
better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing checks that my body couldn't cash
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