Lyrics:
got the camera on
Wit a hand up his ass so he can perform listen man
I'll be damned get your hands off of my balls
Now they'll think I'm homophobic
a coaster
Yea she gone ride
No roller coaster
But
She gone scream
Oh god
Then I'm holy ghosting
Hot and bothered
Yea I Keep her roasting
Coffee for the night
One two three four five six seven
Rap like hell make it should like heaven
Seven six five four three two one zero
Black supermen is back as your
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Rap like hell make it sould like heaven
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Black supermen is back as your hero
Here ye , here yo
America the beautiful
Beautiful,
All your needs
In the bedroom
In the shower
I got a craving
By the hour
She said she's ready for me
To give her release tonight baby
Cause she got
I got 'em
Baby stop playing & hand me the bottle
Drinking all night drowned in my sorrow
I'll be witchu tonight but im gone by Tomorrow
Walk in
to tell you
That we is the problem so we gotta solve it
Plus I aint trynna see tears from my mama
Another black man down by the hands of the law
Even worse
Kiera shot Kyle in his shoulder and his hand
Shiro told him straight, look I'll finish you off
Unless you give up all your cash, everything that you got
and closed condensation gates
Society's black sheeps, psychiatrists can't fix
Judged by your physic, hanged by your own dick
Parental neglect, negro's future
the game
The game God respect you back... That's the key
I followed the rules, observe every little detail
You coddled your boo
That's why I wiggle with
make like you missed it
[Jagged Edge]
Left side just put your hands up, throw ‘em up
Right side just put your hands up, throw ‘em up
Everybody put your
transit
Trizz Nathaniel to you, can you handle my crew?
Bend over by the fridge and hand me your brew
This is how we do, that's just how you do
from me
But cannot find
I know you hold all the keys
You can keep that
I know what it's gonna be
You can sit back
Dusting off myself I'm cautious
And now
and
shit. It's all junk. Pullin' out a silly club, so you stand with a fake-ass
badge and a gun in your hand, but take off the gun, so we can see
what's up,
Wake up before you get caught up
Don't keep on selling your soul, until your life bought up
And my eyes on the prize, and never fall off the straight
the sea
Purchases start to get crazy i might just regret it so i gotta keep the receipts
I love the black and the white and the asian latina as long as she
file
Run up on him single style
Let the thing break him down
You love my methods
Take a nigga off the Earth if he on my shit list reckless
The key
expanded keys
Cop it straight from the bay, tap dance on the yay
Your people make a G day, you ain't rich, you just ok
I take the stand under oath and lie
get to us
My stats keep on getting better
Your stats keep on getting worse
And all I do is dub these hoes
'cause I know that you're fuckin' us
I'd
clothes to things
The cash tend to spill out the seams
Should've looked at my old thing
When I told her I was chasing a dream
She the type to smoke up your
today
And these are the things that I
Blood flowers in the kitchen
Signing off and winding down
This Martian ends her mission
The nova is over
begin to change, deviating off script
I'm fighting for my career, you your life – both trying to survive
We're butting heads, but holding hands until we
of plateau
Flesh used as feed for the crows
Poet with her tongue, Allan Poe
Guiding steady hand all to sew
Maybe it's falling apart
Don't need no keys just
I'm a drug and you're trying your best to get off of me
I stole your heart now you're getting attached
Keep texting my phone like where is you at
I just
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