Lyrics:
feel like you're good
Cause like, I mean for one I'm pretty fucking good
I'm just sixteen and I'm gonna release a fucking album
At sixteen
Which is more
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
The employees of the year, yeah we're back to work
I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked
Due to the fact that they're whack and their
resident
Resident supported by the speaker view
Want to feel it in your shoe
Let me show you how
Platform witnesses
Witnesses, show you to my show-lab
I'll start cause only Jah will create it
I'll just name it Edutainment
People sit and they look at my album
like a problem, they try
like a brownstone
You hear my heat rock comin' through your sheetrock
It means you're OD'n homeboy, here come the detox
I get my swagger on, proud
Mann! 50! JR! B-day boy!
Man I feel like money! (man I feel like money!)
They're attracted to me! (oh, yeah?)
They come around like honey! (they
parties are the shit, forty mags by the scones
I'm fighting for gun rights to shoot a nigga in his dome
Click your fucking heels, there's no place like home
of the dope stuff
So in the record store, you can't pass by us
GET the album, HEAR THE MUSIC
And hold on so you just don't lose it
As a reference, for
And the track record, I'm all about plaques
Shakin' my ass half naked, lovin' this life
Waitin' for Kim album to drop, knowin' it's tight
Standin' center
up?
[Hamm]
Hey man, you tell ME
What's up with the album, man?
[Quik]
Hey man, we tryin' finish that motherfucker, man
And eh, I need one
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
The employees of the year, yeah we're back to work
I took time off, while all the rappers got jerked
Due to the fact that they're whack and their
moore geoff and the distance _ one candle lyrics
From the album foundations
Geoff Moore/David Martin/Dale Oliver
Matthew 5:14_16
Chorus
One candle
[Chorus]
Branded, scorned is the one who ran
What do you do when your branded? And you know you're a man.
Wherever you go, for the rest of your
cleats
Cause they're speech refuses to
Reach beyond the beach have a seat quick
(uh) I speak or spit flicks
On your cheap hit's
Time to complete shit,
[Puff Daddy]
Yo Puff Daddy
Get off me
Ladies & gentlemen
You're about to witness something that you've never witnessed before
Sauce Money's in
could
Blatantly see like, "Wow
The "Yeezys" did really good he
Was this influential all those
Albums did this but we're not gonna give him
A shot in
(Uh huh) Damn, so this album is all freestyles
Let's talk about love
Let's talk about heartbreak
Let's talk about triumph
Let's talk about all these
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
steer
Play it by heart, or play it by ear
It's you that I want here
We glance through our wedding album
A record of our vows
Things we wanted, too young
dropping meat so fuck them, here's a dick to blow
Now I'm on the top of shit
Now they're showing sportsmanship
What it do and what it be, niggas on some
they Twitter fingers be aching?
'Cause they forsaken what it means to be a person
And worsen their mental daily by involving themselves in
music's best
I cruise for the press like
Who's gonna make an album this good?
Daddy, yes
He's the best and it's two six now
Still no one's testin', most
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